Greatest Living Metaphorician

It’s mountains all the way down. Or, “up.” Or, whatever.

To celebrate my recent completion of the first draft of The Alchemist of Middlesbrooke, I did some art to capture my current state of mind:

The mountains are a metaphor. For pain.

But, seriously, though, I feel like I’m in a good place with Alchemist of Middlesbrooke.

But, also, it never ends.

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