So. *H.E.You clears throat.* *Noria Gray elbows her just for the sake of it.* *Both smile at the camera.*
Welcome to this blog of Noria Gray and H.E.You, the co-graphic nearly-teenage novelists who are often cheesily lame and hopefully more often astonishingly brilliant. It's up to you to determine which is which. You see, it's the perception that matters.
I am H.E.You, twelve years old, a bubbly novelist, and if you are reading this you are either Noria-who-has-amazing-art-skills - Noria, you already read this, plus you edited it, as I see - or you are an avid reader who has found one of our published books years after this blog and has either read the entire graphic novel or has gotten bored and skipped to the end to see if there's a blog or a website or something actually interesting. I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I doubt this will be much more interesting than that book. If you are neither of these people, then you are either one of our friends or a random hacker who has found their way here. Okay then.
In all of our books, you will find both elements of magic and fantasy, plot twists that seem highly unlikely, laughably weak descriptions - and those heartrending, blunt paragraphs that sum up the extent of what a true artist can do, the hardcore down-to-earth undiluted losses our characters suffer, pictures that we've actually put our heart into and reveals the heart in them. Here's a first introduction. We hope you enjoy them.
Our first series, which has been recently woven out of a web of potential ideas coined by the two of us along with numerous other inspirations, currently has no title but many preliminary sketches to make up for it. It is about a land where, like an awful lot of "land" in fantasy novels, magical creatures have been forgotten and humans have overruled all. But that is where the connection ends, for we have embarked upon a story unlike any one before. Instead, it is like
every one before. But it is interesting, to be sure, and we hope you will enjoy it anyway.
Anyway, there are creatures named Jiiai - Water, Fire, Earth, and Air soulspirits, sprouted from the Originals - who each have a Oneself and an Other, a sort of consciously subconscious mind. In the series, humans have forgotten them, and a young priestess with a deadly enemy called the Bone Woman, who is trying to slay every Jiiai-capable human in order to gain all the power of the Jiiai for herself, finds herself in a dynamic battle as she tries again and again to defeat the Bone Woman, salvage the land, and find her own heart (the stuff on the back of every book cover). There will be six volumes to this series. We expect.
There will also be a prequel, a slightly shorter volume of the Jiiai Oua, a Water (Gloai), whose best friend Whisp betrays her and kills their "little bro" best friend Terri as the rise of humans and harnessing of Jiiai magic peaks. The Jar of Subconscious cracks from the Original Fire, causing the purposes, dreams, and realities of the world to fall into disprogressed disarray. A certain human boy was struck with a shard from the Jar of Subconscious, and he becomes the Man with the Shard, the first human to make the breakthrough of being able to control magic without being killed by the aftershock. Oua was the only other creature to have a shard inside her, because her ice shield reflexively absorbs glass to become stronger. And so, Oua becomes the only entity in existence capable of defeating the Man and his legacy of death and freedom.
A different series entirely is that of Chickadee Taylor, a nine-year-old supergenius in an oligarchy world run entirely by separate money-revolving businesses. It is up to her to bring the world back into the Golden Age. Sure she survives - we all know there has to be some sort of happy ending - but what, and who, will have to be sacrificed in the process?
And finally, for now: This is random, but a post called "Forms of Government" may also appear from time to time, just as a kind of sketching drill and a way to prepare for the Social Studies test that we
may have to endure.
So please, please comment! We are
NOT desperate Fanfiction writers. We are just...desperate graphic novel writers. Anyway, we like comments, so, if you have the time...any of our series is always open to criticism and compliments, as long as you don't use profane words, because you never know when my mom's looking over my shoulder. *sigh*
All these from one twelve-year-old and one thirteen-year-old, bored in line during badminton practice and united in the power of imagination.
Plus one of them has a super-large ego. Need I specify which?
Well, goodbye, fans. We need you - it's really hot today.
~H. E. You and Noria Gray
