‘Unfortunately, their hide-out is difficult to find … unless we look for the huge complex near the waterfall (Into the Woods, page 22) or take the train (page 27 et al).
I’m just teasing. But maybe you have a trick up your sleeve!
I suppose that you wrote Into the Woods by itself, then only later fleshed out the surrounding world for the sequels. So maybe we shouldn’t take everything in the first chapter literally.
You could go back and fix the continuity glitches (this and the picture talk conversation between Ma Pig and the baseball team). But considering the pages that haven’t been coloured … it’s not necessary. (^_^)
I like how the picture talk works in that exchange between Ma Pig and Coach. The problem I developed later was that Sheldon only spoke in pictures, which began to seriously concern his parents. Admittedly, there are no hard and fast rules in this little world. Like the peripheral existence of humans and the strange underground network of Warren Peace, the picto-speak are more aesthetically driven. Or driven by imagination. Or sometimes my odd whim.
‘Unfortunately, their hide-out is difficult to find … unless we look for the huge complex near the waterfall (Into the Woods, page 22) or take the train (page 27 et al).
I’m just teasing. But maybe you have a trick up your sleeve!
Thanks, Toby! You’re right – it should have been “unfortunately.”
And good close textual reading, my fellow librarian.
I have always pictured the bunny hive as being well tucked into the woods out of sight. But the train station… that’s a “continuity problem.”
I suppose that you wrote Into the Woods by itself, then only later fleshed out the surrounding world for the sequels. So maybe we shouldn’t take everything in the first chapter literally.
You could go back and fix the continuity glitches (this and the picture talk conversation between Ma Pig and the baseball team). But considering the pages that haven’t been coloured … it’s not necessary. (^_^)
I like how the picture talk works in that exchange between Ma Pig and Coach. The problem I developed later was that Sheldon only spoke in pictures, which began to seriously concern his parents. Admittedly, there are no hard and fast rules in this little world. Like the peripheral existence of humans and the strange underground network of Warren Peace, the picto-speak are more aesthetically driven. Or driven by imagination. Or sometimes my odd whim.
Picture talk is a very elegant medium.