The motorcycle remains the world’s most expensive paperweight, likely with gasoline that has turned to gelatin in its tank and gummed up its fuel hoses beyond relief. I have missed riding it, though; hopefully I’ll be able to get it repaired soon (or better, sell it and get a new bike — I really want a new bike).
The tats, oy. Left arm, Rick Burchett’s Harley Quinn. Right arm, a tribal band bound with roses, surrounding (I am going to either lose or gain so much geek cred with this…) the runic symbol for the WoD werewolf clan, the Black Furies.
Let the mockery commence.
As far as tats go, those sound pretty rad. Says the woman with a dolphin on her lower right abdomen (oh, 18-year-old Gayle, if you’d only known); a sunflower between her shoulderblades (family in Kansas, yo); “writer” on my right wrist (subtle); the NaNoWriMo running guy on my right inner forearm (got mentioned on the site for that one); Ramona Quimby and Howie Kemp on tin can stilts on my lower left back (because fuck yes Ramona Quimby); and the “The cogs are falling” panel from Watchmen down my right thigh (as a reminder that while some things seem so very important at the time, they do not rule how I later define my life).
I like tattoos, is what I’m saying. They’re neat.
Shout out to every shitty circular conversation everyone on the planet is having about depression today. If I ever hang myself I’ll try to make it look like it was really autoerotic asphyxiation so everyone will just think I died trying to cum in innovative ways instead of psychoanalyzing every decision I’ve ever made and concluding I’m a coward.
Wow, what a crazy first day! My Kickstarter is so close to 25% funded it’s amazing! Thank you so much to everyone for sharing posts and saying nice things to their friends about it. It’s incredibly helpful and I can’t properly express my gratitude.
If you haven’t already taken a look at it you can find it right over here.
No, but seriously, it’s a great book. Throw a couple of bucks over to it if you’re so inclined.
So, I have these files at work. They’re huge. They take about 20 minutes each to export. If I do anything else while the export is happening, my computer freezes, and I have to start over.
Sometimes, I doodle while I wait.
I’m writing out of order. This is an odd sensation; I usually have to write start to finish to get anything finished. But I loosely outlined what needed to happen, realized where the emotional point of the story was, and realized I needed that down on paper first in order to properly sell the rest.
It’s an odd sensation. I don’t quite know what to do with it except keep writing.
I think each section of this comic will be 8-10 pages.
Ahhahahahahahahahahahahahaha!! OH MY GOD YOU ARE SO CUTE!!
Oh, look, we're on page 12 and have four pages to go.
So, so, so important. A few tips if you are a writer who works with an artist:
1. When you get images, review them.
2. Walk away for a couple of hours and think on those images—especially on the ones that don’t match what you were picturing.
3. Go back and review the images again.
4. Take another break. Say, a day.
5. Review them a third time, and provide feedback THEN.
Really take some time to think about the point of what you need done in art. Think about the emotions and sense of place you want to evoke.
I have a knee-jerk reaction to getting pages where I just want to send LISTS of tips and such. By taking the time to let the artist’s work settle in my head, I find I have very, very few notes because I work with people who are very talented and better at visuals than I am, and so, in the end, I tend to have maybe 1 or 2 notes per page that aren’t compliments on how good it looks.
Critique and feedback are very important for any creative. But it only really does its job if it feels like the response is coming from a place of consideration and mutual respect.
Your artist is your best ally in telling your story. Treat your artist with the level of respect and appreciation you would like your artist to treat you with.
Mutual appreciation gets so much done. It’s so good.