Dear Beloved Stranger

Latest chapter *almost* done. Lots of fine-tuning lately, rephrasing sentences, moving panels around, taking out panels, adding panels, and constantly trying to re-read it pretending I've never read it before. I feel like a tube of toothpaste down to its last drops trying to squeeze this shit out of my ass.

Much needed change of pace

I went out for an afternoon of reportage at the park drawing sk8er bois. It was a much needed change of pace, and now the balance is somewhat restored between the two sides of my brain again.