Hemlock 6 / ( 12 )
This was where this chapter originally started. Ok, not really. I kept shortening, scrapping, rewriting and changing this chapter so much, but for the most part, this was beat no one, Barbera calling out.
It also was a somewhat seamless transition from the last chapter. Those photos L does - the chapter started with a newspaper of one of the people prominently visible in one of the photos - which was panel 1 here, then the next panel expanded the table to its full circle and showed barbera putting the pot with the floating skull right where that photo guys face was before. SUBTLE.
But i realized that this kind of direction would work way better if this was animated and with my composition of her yelling out loudly... that just fit nowhere the way i wanted and i put it over the panel transition and therefore over the newspapers content.
The writing on this chapter was tricky for another part. Barbera is in full revenge mode and seething - neither she nor Gabriel are interested in what Jaune is going on about, but what Jaune is saying is the main storyline. I forcefully connected the foot talk to her musing about how shell get her own cook once Jey books an apartment for her like that judge once did, are you even listening, hello, i like booked a date like instantly. But it took to many panels to show her annoyed reactions and disrupted the flow.
So. What does it say about me as a writer if i find barberas wrath more interesting than the main storyline... ah well. Every chapter in twisted has a very strong inter-character perspective. The next chapter in my mind is an action chapter with a lot of actual scene changing and destruction, but i am sooo invested in the characters just expressing distrust, being jealous or on one page. I used to write stories where the world and antagonists threw the main characters from one dilemma into the next. Here, its all of their own making. They all carry a lot of baggage, but they (or the lady) are the ones who chose to open it themselves. it made them and now they ll beat people to death with it.
That soup is made of cellar-person.