ink and digital, 2013
A couple pages of a script I’ve been writing. It’s about weird families, violence, commercial freight, more violence, and trying to uphold healthy, functioning relationships with psychopaths. The closest I’ve ever been able to describe it as is if the cutesy, expressive aesthetic of Pokemon was locked alone in a room with the unflinching black-humor sensibility of The Devil’s Rejects.
This story isn’t all written yet— it’s actually absurdly long— but if it were, these would be pages 8, 9, 10, and 11.