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Double Addie Post!

A new Sketch-a-Wish featuring a dizzying dance scene of Addie and Luc from The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue by V. E. Schwab!

Voted on for February by my lovely Patreons! (Side note: I really must visit the Cicada Club on my next visit to LA. Totally my scene!)

New illustration based on a scene from The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue. It came to my attention by one of my lovely Patreon members that there’s not much fanart of a joyous Addie, so I obliged!

SPOILERS for Addie LaRue below:

This scene was probably the most joyous scene in the book for Addie.  As an artist, imagining having to live 300+ years and watch any mark you make disappear I felt was the worst part of Addie’s curse. The moment Henry made it possible for her to paint again, especially her name, and tip-toe around rule of the curse was elating and so so satisfying. Literal Letters of Marque.

VILLON-SUR-SARTHE, FRANCE, July 29, 1714

“And Adeline knows, then, that she has made a mistake.”

Happy Luc-pays-a-visit Day!

307 years ago today, Addie LaRue made a fateful deal with a devil, cursed to walk the earth as an immortal and immediately forgotten by anyone with whom she interacts. Here to keep her fresh in our minds.

Time to reveal another Invisible Life of Addie LaRue piece! This time, an illustration featuring a scene from the book where Addie is reading on a rooftop of a building.  This was an illustration used in a two-part acrylic framed art print for the Illumicrate October 2020 box. The star pattern was printed on the surface of one of the two acrylic blocks, with the print sandwiched in between - giving it a 3D affect as Addie reaches up to the touch the stars.

This frame concept was perfect for this scene, because in this scene, there are no stars in the sky.  Seven freckles, seven stars, allusions to seven great loves in her life. Her life, that only she can reminisce about, only she (and the reader) can see. Without the acrylic frame, you only have Addie cautiously reaching up to an invisible star, but one that seems to be tangible:

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booksreadin2021: the invisible life of addie larue by v.e. schwab

There are days when she mourns the prospect of another year, another decade, another century. There are nights when she cannot sleep, moments when she lies awake and dreams of dying. But then she wakes, and sees the pink and orange dawn against the clouds, or hears the lament of a lone fiddle, the music and the melody, and remembers there is such beauty in the world. And she does not want to miss it—any of it.