Welcome to Wyrd Hollow

It started simply enough. Connor and I parked ourselves at the kitchen table, a stack of blank paper between us, he with an ink pen, me with a pencil. Then we did what we do — we drew. Conn was furiously pounding out some awesome Adventure Time characters. He’s really growing as an artist. At nine years old, he gets it. He pours a lot of emotion into his drawings and it makes a daddy proud.

With that in mind, while he churned out his latest obsession, I turned toward something for us to twist our heads around in the future and whipped out this quick little sketch —

Nothing special, but it did spark an idea for a larger world that Conn and I might play in. The story started dancing around in my skull and before you knew it, Conn and I were slowly building our own little pocket universe. I thought it might be something we could work with the next night, but then the “day job” happened, and then I had an old friend stop in unannounced and suddenly I wasn’t getting any sleep… mainly because this world was calling.

I snatch up my pencil and paper and this is what fell out. I should add, that after the fact I scanned these images in and added the text.

Welcome to Wyrd Hollow.

Tonight, gods willing and Wild Turkey Creek don’t rise, Conn and I will have our first adventure there, with, I suspect, many more to follow. Where will this little world take us? That’s for Wyrd Hollow to decide.