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science, biology and symbiosis No matter if you're a visual artist, story teller, novelist or screenwriter, coming up with compelling creature designs can be really hard. It's a challenge, because while you want to stand out, you also want to avoid gimmicks, random features or wild mix-and-match things that lack cohesion. (At least for the most part -- these things can be really great for comedy!) I've actually never had this problem (In fact I have a case of worldbuilderitis, where I spend years and years fleshing out ideas without ever starting a WIP) because I get (read: actively look for) inspiration from science, mainly biology. you w

 Dogs Underground Aaron's Book Chapter One: In which a Break In saves a Life November 4th, Dublin, above ground Aaron kicked a helpless beer cap along the concrete. He just missed May so much. Which, his parents would remind him, was dumb considering May was a dog. They liked to preface this with the word 'just', but she was a Great Dane after all, and would by now outweigh a Holstein calf. She needed a vet, growing pup that she was. Aaron gave the beer cap another vicious kick. Why wouldn't her owner relent and at least let him in and see her? Where was the harm in that? He'd even pay the vet himself, if he had to. But no, Mr Cannigle w

science, biology and symbiosis No matter if you're a visual artist, story teller, novelist or screenwriter, coming up with compelling creature designs can be really hard. It's a challenge, because while you want to stand out, you also want to avoid gimmicks, random features or wild mix-and-match things that lack cohesion. (At least for the most part -- these things can be really great for comedy!) I've actually never had this problem (In fact I have a case of worldbuilderitis, where I spend years and years fleshing out ideas without ever starting a WIP) because I get (read: actively look for) inspiration from science, mainly biology. you w

Chapter Two: In which a break-in saves a life Aaron's cell phone rang, and he jerked awake. "What the-?! Jack, it's nearly midnight!" "I know!" came Jack's frantic whisper. "You have to come over here right now! It's an emergency!" "What is?" "It's May, the neighbours' dog, remember? We have to save her, I need your help! Now!" With that, he hung up. Completely bewildered, Aaron fumbled for his trainers. He slipped out of the front door making as little noise as possible so his parents wouldn't wake up. When he crossed the courtyard to Jack's building, he could see Jack's silhuette in the front door, outlined against the light from ins