Still, I'm pretty much done with this webcomic. I think I'll work on it again once i get settled into a new job and have slept for a few months and feel like doodling again. But if I choose to share any future developments, it won't be in a webcomic format. I can't really think of any other format, since it's pretty plain that no one pays for comics anymore, either print -or- digital, but I'm tired of working so hard for so little (not just talking money here). I know, I could work less hard. That's what they told me in my former professional comics capacity as well. But it's not in me to do shoddy work.

Anyway, it's been quite a ride the last five years. The ups were all amazing and unexpected and the best days of my life. The downs were... the reverse. As always, there are many wonderful webcomics listed on my Links page to keep you entertained, and new ones are started every day by all the incredible artists out there, sharing their work with you with the hopes of nothing more than your kind words. Please don't disappoint them!

And here is the worst fight scene ever. I really need more time to research/exercise before I ever draw a fight scene again. At least this page is laid out better than 22-23. :/

I think this is the best page from the comic. And the upcoming two spreads are the worst. That's pretty much the result you can expect when you decide to experiment a lot. Although my desire to share my future experiments online is pretty much dead. A few years back I came to a similar conclusion about my essays. Sometimes a public forum provides encouragement to work harder, but other times it just drives one to stop altogether. Sharing my sketchbook pages initially made me sketch more, and then it made me sketch less because so many of my sketches were failures and I was embarrassed to share them. I don't want to avoid doing something just because it is embarrassing, just because it often results in failure. Frankly, I think that's the sort of overreaching that should always be lauded, rather than the following of boring precedent. But, I also think we shouldn't praise our leaders for narcissistic confidence and unfounded optimism, and that is obviously not going to stop any time soon.

In short, I want to continue taking risks. And that means doing more of my work offline.

Also, I don't have free time anymore. So there's that.

But you have ten pages left until then.

My cat stopped eating in the weeks before he died. Just, walked away from the tuna with nary a second glance. I think I am starting to understand how he felt. Three years of extreme dietary restrictions for skin allergies have led to stomach trouble. So I take anti-depressants to make my stomach happy, and my intestines fall down and stop working. If I ever make the intestines work again, I'm sure something else will break. I am just not really motivated to eat anymore. IV drip, please.