Oh man. I woke up late again today, after a night of little sleep and the kind of dreams you have to tell your best friend about, no matter how surreal and idiotic they might be, because they were just that incredible at the time.
I also missed a doctor's appointment for a vaccination, which I feel rotten about, and reinforced my current habit of eating a single meal all day. But at least it wasn't pizza?
Plus, I'm a weird hermit. And my back hurts.
THIS COMIC IS EATING MY LIFE. But it feels so right, right now. I haven't been this excited about a creative project in years, which is kind of scary. And the funny thing is I know this isn't going anywhere. I know my art isn't polished enough to be published. But I don't care. I just want to get it down on paper and in the meantime, get better at drawing and writing at the same time.
At least I'll be able to hand in whatever I get done for my children's fiction class next fall...
I'm on the fifth page!
It's really hard to draw!
I'm totally happy about it!
But I'm also starving.
5 comments:
Hey. You. I want to read your comic.
Anyway. I kind of want to know about these dreams of yours too. They sound wild and happening. But if they are not for sharesies that's cool.
I also wish some of your creative energy would transfer to me, because mine is shot all to hell.
My comments are so lame tonight. >_>;
Yeah I see the way. I see the way you look at my comic. And even when you look away I know you think of my comic.
I started to go into my dream in more detail (haunted house, costumes, zombies, the white stripes, hulk hogan's std-ridden manhood), but it overwhelmed me.
My creative energy is powered by chai lattes and leftover krispey kreme donuts, I swear to god, and I'm also being affected by it/them in negative ways. It's 5:29am and I haven't slept? I'm going to burn out so fast.
Your comments are never lame. You are the god of comments. Everybody says so.
My word verification is "mrowri". MROWRI. PRRRROW. Cat talk.
It's true, Jess is the God of comments, long may she reign atop the sun-pearled pillars of heaven.
How come you always have leftover Krispy Kreme forever, and mine are always gone within a day? ANNOYING. LET'S GET MORE.
P.S. Claire's comic is so great.
Ahem.
Scanning of panels?
Sooooooo...drawing huh? i am jealous of you all.
p.s. I had sand in my left over carrot cake from the beach. But I ate it any way.
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