I’ve been working on an irreverent Lovecraftian-inspired (actually, it’s more of  a Lovecraft-Derlethian-inspired) novella for the past too-many months.  I’ve finally reached that final, and all  important last big chunk where everything for my main character goes from bad to worse to outright horrible. Well, the writing as you may have already guessed has gone rather slow of late, and so I’ve distracted myself from the word part of creation by conjuring a few chapter header icons for the manuscript. These are those “doodles” along-with the Rococo-styled chapter titles :

PART, THE FIRST

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What Horrors Born November Storms

The not-so-funny joke / The prodigal son returns to rue the day / A severe bout of mental masturbation / Poisoned!

PART, THE SECOND

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Who Says Dreams Can’t Come True

Everything seems better after a good night’s sleep / Blind rage is called “blind” with good reason / Saved by a bell-ringer set to vibrate / Bus Girl

PART, THE THIRD

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Where Daylight Breeds Its Own Particular Brand of Horror

Running the Willet gauntlet / Bumps in the road / Come on, really? / Alternative History

PART, THE FOURTH

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When Reality Really Sucks

Restroom etiquette / Leave that thing alone! / Making a deal with a devil / Peter picked what?

PART, THE FIFTH

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Why Sometimes You’ve Got To Go With the Flow

Extra credit points / Shhh! / Et tu, Mom? / Womb of his wet dreams