Q is for… ?

Q is for Quack! what ducks say

Q is for Quote, what other people have said

Q is for Quip, a funny saying

Q is for Quiet, the sound of not saying anything

Q is for Quiz Show, a competition to say the correct thing

Q is for Question, what children and Quiz Show hosts do exclusively

Q is for Qualm, a minor worriment; what parents do

Q is for Quibble, a minor disagreement

Q is for the Queen, a major lady not to be Quibbled with

Q is for Quintuplets, what the Queen’s kids are

Q is for Quest, taken in the Queen’s name

Q is for Queue, what hopeful knights do (pronounced “kew”)

Q is for Sir Quinn, the knight at the head of the Queue chosen to embark on a Quest

Q is for Quality, what Sir Quinn’s sword and shield should be

Q is for Quicksand, an obstacle encountered whilst on a Quest

Q is for Quickness, a method of averting Quicksand and other obstacles

Q is for Quitting, not to be considered especially whilst in the midst of Quicksand

Q is for Quilt, what warms you in the winter and is quite useless in Quicksand

Q is for Quiche, it warms your tummy in any season (pronounced “keesh”)

Q is for Quince, an apple/pear hybrid-like fruit (not pronounced “chicken”)

Q is for Quirky, someone who doesn’t like Quiche or Quince

Q is for Quagga, an extinct species of zebra that was probably Quirky

Q is for Quomodocunquize, a Quagga’s guess is as good as mine

and finally, Q is for Quits, let’s call it.

(What do you call an abecedary that only has Q words?)

A rocket ship makes an unfortunate landing on the moon.

A rocket ship makes an unfortunate landing on the moon.

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Once upon a time there lived a troll. He lived far away, far away from any towns or cities, way up high in the mountains. He lived off the sparse shrubs that grew in the rocky outcrops, and the occasional stray mountain goat, all bone and wool and little meat. When the rainclouds passed by, he would drink his fill.

And so he had lived for a long time, and there was no telling how long, and he never changed. Except that he never stopped growing, and he became coarser, tougher, and more mountainous as the years went by, until moss grew where his hair had been, and his hands were like granite and his eyes the color of a mountain stream. The troll was not aware of these changes, as they were as gradual as the stream that carves a canyon. Even if he had been aware, he would not have cared in the least. He would not have cared, and he would not change his ways, because he had no heart.

Such had not always been the case. As a baby, he was as human as you or me or your little brother. He had been found by a hunting party deep in the forest, oh so many hundreds of years ago, and been raised in a quiet village in the valley. When he was mostly grown, there was none stronger, none who worked harder, and none kinder than young Hurder (for such was his name in those days). He apprenticed to the blacksmith and in no time at all had surpassed his master. It was not an easy life, but it was not an unkind village. And though there were none kinder, there were also none quieter, and few who smiled less than he. Perhaps it was for this reason that he made the townsfolk uneasy. Perhaps their doubts were groundless, just as much as Hurder was grounded and every bit the salt of the earth as the next man, if not ten times more so. But doubt is nothing if not persistent.

From The Heartless Troll by Patrick Reinhart; a teaser for this most unfinished of fairy tales.
A quick sketch I did a couple months back for the Heartless Troll. I haven’t had much chance to work on the story, but I may post a snippet of it later…

A quick sketch I did a couple months back for the Heartless Troll. I haven’t had much chance to work on the story, but I may post a snippet of it later

…one from the ol’ sketchbook.

…one from the ol’ sketchbook.

Illustration of a line from the Flight of the Conchords’ song “Mermaid”.

Illustration of a line from the Flight of the Conchords’ song “Mermaid”.

This guy was my RA one year in college.

This guy was my RA one year in college.

The Elephant Elder. Get this on a postcard.

The Elephant Elder. Get this on a postcard.

Hugo is suddenly snatched outta the atmosphere, after being harassed by geese and losing his balloon. Who is his mysterious savior way up in the sky? Find out… whenever this wordless picture book is finished and available for purchase!

Hugo is suddenly snatched outta the atmosphere, after being harassed by geese and losing his balloon. Who is his mysterious savior way up in the sky? Find out… whenever this wordless picture book is finished and available for purchase!

Caricature of the great French actor, Dominique Pinon. Drawn entirely for my own personal amusement.

Caricature of the great French actor, Dominique Pinon. Drawn entirely for my own personal amusement.

Squirrels having a little tea party, for the upcoming picture book Thimble the Fairy’s Acorns & Tea, illustrated by yours  humbly! This will be used for the cover, as well as an interior illustration.

Squirrels having a little tea party, for the upcoming picture book Thimble the Fairy’s Acorns & Tea, illustrated by yours humbly! This will be used for the cover, as well as an interior illustration.