Love that expression on Bandit in the penultimate panel there. It perfectly captures the shock of hope running through her. Today is a good, good day. I’m writing this on Christmas Eve, so forgive a few thoughts about the nature […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
This was an attempt to resolve the conflicting perspectives Phil and I had about Bandit the honest gnomish thief (“THIEF, Phil!” “HONEST, T!”), and I think it was moderately successful. She’s able to resist the impulse, for the most part, […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I’ll let you sort out the moral for yourselves. (Bandit’s story-within-the-story is not quite done, but you can probably see where it’s going.) For me personally, this story has an extra layer of uncomfortable irony. As I discussed in my […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Even I haven’t fully decided whether Bandit’s growing recklessness is teenage pride in her talents that veered into hubris, or if some part of her wanted to stop living the lie, or if it was a bit o’ both. I […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I’m not sure Phil and I ever came to a full agreement about the nature of Bandit’s kleptomania, but hopefully that makes it feel more organic, like a mystery of one’s own psyche that’s not fully knowable. One thing is […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
