The illustrator got back with me a few days ago with this! I told him the moon looked liked an astroid, but the comic book look really fits with the YA genre I’m shooting for.
Then I was a fool to put it on Facebook and now everyone is set on making her some bad-a ghetto chick who is out of butter…V.V So now I’m feeling like a failure at life. But that seems to be the default conclusion to most of my attempts to follow my dreams, right? So I’ll just go into my closet and write emo poetry while cutting myself with cheetos.
The Anxious Mallow 