I keep working ahead a few days, then losing my lead. I drew this tonight in about 20 minutes, and, given that, I’m actually not terribly displeased with how it came out.
You know, a lot of horror movies might turn out to have very simple solutions if the monsters would just talk things out like reasonable people.
I’ve grown markedly less enthusiastic about this story as it’s progressed, as you can probably tell from the rate of posting, but I’m determined to finish it before I move on to something better. There’s only one page to go.
This will be my first longer story in quite a while. I’m hoping to post two pages a week. (But don’t hold me to that…)
I really ought to come up with some less cynical cartoons. I think Winter has put me in a Mood.
…It’s just that I’m working very, very slowly. I’ve been feeling like this since December:
I haven’t posted very many comics lately. One reason is that my brain has been working a lot like Bob’s has.
The people who shout the loudest about how no one has the right not to be offended are often the people least willing to apply the same principle to themselves, as well as the people most likely to take offense for utterly spurious reasons.