“I slept in my igloo made of books. I was getting hungry. I made a hole in the floor, lowered a fishing line and waited until something bit. I pulled it up: a fish made of books – green-covered vintage Penguin detective stories. I ate it raw, fearing a fire in my igloo.” - Neil Gaiman, July Tale
So, this is my submission for the Keep Moving project between Neil Gaiman and Blackberry which you can find here.
I found something terribly entertaining about the literal thought of a man eating raw bookfish and I simply had to draw it.
Is it perfect? No, but it sure was a lot of fun. :3