Holy cow: dialogue! Other characters!

Eleanor couldn’t live in her dream world forever. (At least not in this chapter of her story. After all, it’s only the prologue.) So here are the adults — two of them, at least. And the adult solution to Eleanor’s problems?

Therapy, unsurprisingly.

The novel I’m working from takes a rather sprawling approach to Eleanor’s recovery. There’s a great deal ahead of us: wheelchairs and aggression and nightmares and such. We haven’t really met Eleanor’s parents yet, but they become integral to her story very quickly. Neither of them have an easy time of this.

From the manuscript:

Allow me to suggest, the doctor says, that neither of you can truly empathize with your daughter and what she has experienced. You must understand, and with great patience, that Eleanor’s whole world is new and probably quite terrifying. She cannot move the way she once could. She feels immense frustration. She probably feels a measure of fear about her future recovery and physical abilities.

Agnes folds her arms. She’s overreacting.

Paul snaps, She fell off of a cliff, Agnes. She shattered nearly every bone in her legs. You have a sprained ankle. Who is overreacting here?

Agnes tightens her grip on herself and says nothing.

Please, the doctor says. You are both under great strain. I understand this. Rehabilitating a child physically is a difficult challenge. But rehabilitating her emotionally will be a much more precise one, and will require great care and finesse. You must filter your own feelings first through your understanding of Eleanor’s situation — her frustration, her fear.

Paul nods.

Know that she is not the same child that she was before. Know this, and adjust, and respond positively. The doctor pauses. Please forgive this analogy, but consider your daughter the way you might consider a strange new puppy. You cannot treat a puppy like a human being. You have to understand the puppy before you can begin to influence its behavior and growth.

But seriously. A hobby?

Today’s bonus fun-fun comes in the form of wearable art. Here are two pairs of plain white Tom’s shoes that I’ve art-ed up with our girl. Click to enlarge!

Eleanor rows!

Eleanor falls!

These are gifts for a couple of clients that I work with, who asked for some wearable art. What but Eleanor could I have given them?

Today’s new comic recommendation might seem like an obvious one, but maybe 2 or 3 people haven’t yet heard about it. Head over to Bearmageddon to read Ethan Nicolle’s hilarious and grotesque tale of bears rising to take over the world. You may already know Ethan’s little brother, Malachi, who writes Axe Cop and lets Ethan draw the pictures. Both are remarkable and top-notch. Don’t miss them.