there are so many missing pieces of Katherine I can't stop thinking about.
Katherine who learned journalism through her father's eyes. Thought it could never be hers, could never be anything but money until she tries it and suddenly, for the first time, Katherine Pulitzer finds power of her own.
Katherine who meets a spitfire boy on the street, all elbows and flirty words and she hates him. But then there he is again, believing in something when he has nothing. She didn't know that was possible. She interviews him and no boy until this one has ever treated her like she was real.
Katherine going home late after the strike breakers, legs tired from running. She goes home and eats dinner with her father, only he isn't her father anymore; he's an abuser who sent police to beat children. When he meets her eyes she shivers and she sleeps with the knowledge her home can't be that anymore.
Katherine who makes a story and a plan, hair a mess and ink stains on her fingers. Who doesn't sleep because every time she closes her eyes she watches her reality crumble apart, revealing a world she wishes she knew sooner.
Katherine who finds Jack on a rooftop and begs him to care about more than money because in her world money has always come before people. But Jack is different and runs because of fear Katherine never knew existed. She learns it for him. Learns it because this awful mix of terror and anger is so much better than the emotionless world she was raised in.
Katherine who falls in love with Jack's heart and mind long before his looks. Katherine who falls in love with Jack because around him she's human and the world is alive.
The wasp in the length of my arm - Oh hi so long no full piece. Well this is a redraw I’ve been meaning to do for the longest time. I don’t do redraws too much because to be honest I cannot say if I like the lost recent one better or the older original version. There’s always something so charming about the things you do when you’re experimenting and they feel less polished and honest. That being said I have been thinking about this piece a lot because I did this around four years ago (in the middle of the pandemic) and it felt to important to me, in a personal sense and also because I longed to go out and live in the real world. Sufjan is of course forever a favorite of mine and I could talk for hours about his work. I wanted to revisit this piece.
My challenge right now is not letting my innie-cam (haha severance reference) take over my whole life. I need to nurture my outer existence and that what is most important to me which is, making art. Hope you sufjan fans still enjoy this version. Love.
The gang played truth or dare once and it ended with Dally in jail, a potential rumble between them and the Shepard gang, Ponyboy admitting to smoking pot with Curly underneath the school bleachers, and Darry drunkenly confessing to the gang his torrid love affair with Paul
jack seems like he's either:
the kind of guy who babies love, but he is so awkward with them so they just kind of cling onto him while he's stiff and wide eyed and he doesn't know what to do
the kind of guy who babies love, and he's actually very gentle and good with them, which comes as a shock to any of the newsies whenever they see him handling a baby
#jack kelly
they need to invent a running away & never coming back that doesn’t affect your life
I'm thinking of Paul beating up Ponyboy, cornering him in an alley, knowing it's him, and attacking anyway. Because in his eyes, this kid is the reason Darry is gone, hardened, shutting Paul out. Darry's responsibility for this ungrateful kid is the reason nothing will ever be the same again.
And Paul’s swinging on him and then this kid screams Darry’s name. For the shortest moment, Paul is comforted by the knowledge Darry is coming. Darry is coming back, with strong familiar arms to haul Paul off Ponyboy. And yeah, Darry will yell, and maybe even hit back, but at least he'll be here.
But then the gang gets there first and Paul has to scram, knowing Darry is going to hear about what he did and knowing he’s just ruined everything for good. No forgiveness anymore.
Might as well commit to it now. Might as well be the monster. Just to prove it never mattered to him anyway.
thinking abt canon newsies details that the characters never escape from, even in fanon. I’ve never read a fic where Jack Kelly has parents, or Katherine gets along with her father, or Davey isn’t battling with other peoples ideas of who he’s supposed to be
just those complex parts of these characters that not even the most hopeful fic writers can take out of them, bc these characters exist as products of their journey.
“David was infatuated by Medda he isn’t ga-“
GOD FORBID a gay man knows when there’s good drag
do you ever think about how the musical adaptation of newsies not only replaced historical newsies names (boots, bumlets, dutchy, snitch, etc...) with made up ones but also replaced these ensemble characters with new, clearly male designated characters (albert, elmer, tommy boy, mike, etc...) or are you normal?
any of the original newsies names could have been applied to newsgirls for the stage, imagine skittery or snipeshooter or even boots as a newsgirl!!
but nooooo
only newsboys existed according to disney