Yep, I’ve finally headed off to the literary mines for good. Work has begun on The Tower of the Consumed! (Working title, of course.)

Yep, I’ve finally headed off to the literary mines for good. Work has begun on The Tower of the Consumed! (Working title, of course.)
Urickh’s sheriff was a few sandwiches short of a picnic and about as sharp as mashed potatoes. He tried his best, but Urickh was a crime-ridden town, and the sheriff had a hard time keeping up. So, you shouldn’t be surprised when I tell you that a group of six thugs...
This illustration took me 6 hours
A traveler going through a desert town with her animal.
I really enjoyed making this illustration. Drawing the water was definitely a challenge, but it was so fun!
A mysterious magical Panther and its owner.
This is a redo of an old drawing of mine. I changed the character a bit to look like Irene from The Princess and the Goblin
You are probably wondering about Lyman right now. Where is he? What is he doing? Did he throw any solid oak doors around today? Or at least some chairs? In fact, the answer is really quite boring. Lyman was picking his teeth with a chicken bone and sighing happily...
I drew this picture randomly, but I love how it turned out. I enjoyed playing around with the different effects in my drawing software.
A fire girl opening a jar of flames
A little star girl and her magical star friends. I drew this with two colors, Coral, and Aqua.
This illustration took me almost six hours!
A girl and her magical flower. If there is any requests of something you’d like me to draw next, leave a comment below, and maybe I’ll pick one to draw!
A little pixie fairy girl
This drawing took me about four and a half hours to create. This was quite the project!
For King Alaric III of the Realms of Vaste- King Alaric the Ruthless- life is an enemy to be slain, and other men are pawns to be ruled. But when a mysterious visitor appears demanding a long-forgotten reckoning, Alaric is forced to try and defeat death itself. A battle ensues- not merely one of steel against steel, but one of secrets concealed and memories long buried.
Pete Snard was a personable young man, friendly even while The Green Bean, a week after the night at the inn, delivered him to the Tinytown dungeons. Pete was very kind to Lyman. He never complained of the uncomfortable bindings securing his hands, or the bumpy,...
Far away, in the neighboring kingdom of Wigginsvin, a woman was in a building. She was only thirty years old. She was still young, pretty, and timid. She backed away from the glaring, tall soldier, and bit her lip. “Please, sir, I didn’t do nothing. I-I was only...
In truth, all the bounty hunter had wanted was the poster, but, in his frustration at the pure stupidity of everyone in general, he had gotten sidetracked and smashed the door, and the table, and the cashier, and the painting, and all the rest. He had had a hard day....