Creatures emerge from the page, and I never know what they will be. Like film development, the life form is already there, I am only the mover of the pencil. Listening for the next detail; a pointy ear, an underbite, big eyes. Time passes, and a creature now sits before me. I talk to it. Ask it what do you like to eat?
Today, Romi came to life. A midnight cricket eater who loves crunchy bugs with juicy filling. A lazy hunter who takes his fill of the easy jumpers and then naps in the shadows of the trees.