A third and last glimpse of the The Cauldron webcomic that wasn’t.
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Cauldron 2
Cauldron 1
In 2003 (or maybe 2002) I decided to try to turn The Cauldron into a webcomic. The world of the story had changed a bit from the basic premise. No longer did it take place in what was basically a 20th century America with elves, vampires and other magical folks. Now the stories occurred in a world with a multitude of differently evolved intelligent primates. Half those primates evolved from lemurs. Half from apes. The stories still revolved around cops who had to solve magic related crimes.
Cauldron 1
In 2003 (or maybe 2002) I decided to try to turn The Cauldron into a webcomic. The world of the story had changed a bit from the basic premise. No longer did it take place in what was basically a 20th century America with elves, vampires and other magical folks. Now the stories occurred in a world with a multitude of differently evolved intelligent primates. Half those primates evolved from lemurs. Half from apes. The stories still revolved around cops who had to solve magic related crimes.
Lemurians
Giant Squirrel
Love the Lemur
Characters and stories, once they’ve taken up room in my head, don’t seem to leave. They change. Characters move from story to story. Stories evolve and change.
This page presents a good example. When I first conceived of The Cauldron the main characters were a human woman and a male elf. As time went on I became less interested in playing with standard faerie creatures. The elves became something else, another species of primate, a species that evolved from older stock, older even than monkeys.
The lost continent of Lemuria got its name, I’m told, from someone’s theory that the lemurs scattered around the Pacific must have evolved in a central place – Lemuria, land of the lemurs. So I thought, what if the Lemurians hadn’t been an advanced human society? What if they hadn’t been human at all?
Cauldron Sociology
I keep most of my story notes in my head. That’s really not the safest place. My brain feels the need to remember useless things (some embarrassing thing I did in third grade, the names of movie stars, what I had for lunch last Thursday) along with everything else.
Occasionally I feel the need to write down story details and ideas and we get pages like this.