Neurotic Owl

flying through clouds of uncertainty on wings of existential dread

Monthly Archives: June, 2015

And then more Gaiman. Even though his short stories are terrifying freezer books, I lurve him.

This Door is sort of a combination of my favourite bits of her costume from the show and what I picture when I read the book. So about the terrifying … Continue reading

June 18, 2015 · Leave a comment

‘We are small and we are many; we are many we are small. . . “

June 17, 2015 · Leave a comment

And then some Pratchett. And then Gaiman again tomorrow, since they’re buddies and all. Shut up, I’m not ready for past tense.

Ach, waily.

June 16, 2015 · Leave a comment

MORE GAIMAN.

I know, I know — I haven’t even touched a lot of properties yet and this is my second Helena.  What can I say, I love Mirrormask with a deep … Continue reading

June 15, 2015 · Leave a comment

This is apparently my week for mash-ups.

It’s sort of delightful when a years-old joke about how much I wanted to see Lady Mary puppeteering Mr. Pamuk’s corpse around the Abbey all weekend, trying to avoid anyone … Continue reading

June 12, 2015 · Leave a comment

Kahmalaiah! Ah! Ah! Ah!

Do I need to keep telling you that these are on Redbubble and Teepublic?  Part of me feels like the reminders are irritating, and part of me knows that’s why … Continue reading

June 11, 2015 · Leave a comment

And then Dorothy. I’m an unpredictable rogue.

What kind of jackass decides to draw fucking gingham?  This kind.

June 10, 2015 · Leave a comment