Nor does he sparkle.
Or watch high school girls sleep and draw them. Seriously, how does anyone not find that creepy? Funny story, though — between being part Hungarian, having no surviving grandparents (for … Continue reading
As Tim Gunn would say, edit!
Every cut was like a sword through his heart. It was hard. Editing novel/So many little word deaths/ Why do I do this?
Now you want thin mints, and it’s all my fault.
But not the new mango ones, because I hear those are terrible and contain more mushrooms than mangoes. “But isn’t Neurotic Owl male?” you completely fail to ask. Why yes, … Continue reading
Saturday, take two: the actual post. Or possibly the bloodening.
Greta: because what paper dolls really need is more wigs. For those who care, these were done entirely with watercolour and gouache, except for the pen outlines. Sorry the … Continue reading
Your normal Saturday abnormality will be posting late today cause I’ve got shit to do.
In the meantime, please enjoy this video of Skippy the Cat making sweet, sweet neutered love to my shoes. Skippy + Shoes.Now kiss. Oops. Apparently this didn’t post earlier, so … Continue reading
In which we learn life lessons from fairy tales.
Happy Women’s Day! Remember, just because an elderly woman offers you an apple, that doesn’t mean she’s necessarily an evil witch trying to kill you so she can stay the … Continue reading
Manic Pixie Otter: Special Request Edition
For the record, ‘the things’ include a Jayne hat, a toy dinosaur, a dice bag and many dice, a my little pony (although it looks sort of like a crappy … Continue reading
Next he’ll start talking about the Snowy Owl party he went to last week.
It’s Poe-licious. There’s an adjective I don’t use ofen enough.
Because there wasn’t room for “Quoth Neurotic Owl: Am I in the way? I mean, I can move. . . um. . . I don’t want to be a bother … Continue reading
Neurotic Owl 