|—||The Mad Hatter, “The Clock Strikes Black”|
I was stuck in ‘Victorian speak’ for three weeks during the making of “The Clock Strikes BlacK”.
It still happens when I’m writing other books.
His name was whispered two more times before The Hatter was able to turn to her, his fragile eyelids red and watering with a weakness that was unheard of.
The normally-strengthened tone held such a helplessness that it almost broke her heart. His hands cupped her face in a tender arch as though she could break at any second, continuously whispering her name in fearful abandon. Trembling arms wrapped around her like wayward thorns as his body collapsed against her without warning.
(In response to all the asks about how I wrote the series)
The Clock Strikes Black was entirely hand-written during high school (during many of my classes, I’m sorry to say). Because of this, many of my pages have paint stains (art) and geometric shapes (geometry) at the top of the pages, because I used to try to trick my teachers into thinking I was taking notes.