I like how tenuously, yet directly, Jeremy notes that she seems to be somewhat in a slump.
Bruno suffers from this thing, which myself and other’s I’ve known also have, where she’s super-emotional but at the same time super-controlled, and at the end of the day there’s just a messy puddle with lint and hairballs in it and describing it makes even less sense.
I find being unemotional in the face of great beauty to always be a useless attempt.
Not that I’d show it.
I have little to say in response to this except that it’s a dangerous path. Allow evidence to pass, and if evidence is sufficient enough, emotions can change. But the process seems vital to me.
I can tell i drew the background at my mom’s because I gave her that teardrop knick-knack holder a billion ages ago.
This one was based on an actual dream I had. It’s strange to read it again years later because I do not recall the details of the dream, so I am able to see it (somewhat) how a reader would.
I remember being so tickled when I heard the expression “I think the cheese fell off your cracker long ago.” HAD to put it in a strip. :)
Funny, I know a huge kernal of my novel “Loved Into Submission” was from King Lear, and I know that Jeremy was the split twin of Arthur, and that Jeremy just appeared in Bruno, which means that i had King Lear on the mind. Why that was? I’m not sure. But it’s interesting for me to look back and see those clues.
Oh and I love her line “how much further is the aiport?” :)
I find that cats seem to see things a bit more black-and-white than people, and that perhaps people are a little better than cats at justifying their own behavior.