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Blog posts about making comics, creating zines, life, and everything.
Yes, and…it’s a crow in an army helmet
October 3, 2023 | BlogI was writing about how I had nothing to write about, so just enjoy this silly illustration of a crow in an army helmet, but then that reminded of something to write about and so now I’m writing about that.
Little voices can suck it
September 9, 2023 | BlogIt’s amazing how convincing those little voices can be. They don’t even exist! How do they have so much control over my creative output?
Art and sausages and probably aliens
August 28, 2023 | BlogThis year for my birthday I decided to not be a depressing sack of gravel and actually enjoy life.
Firing on one cylinder
August 12, 2023 | BlogCreative malaise creeps in with cat-like efficiency, a million tiny unseen movements by a living statue, completely unnoticed until it’s suddenly asleep in your lap.
Missing thoughts no reward
July 10, 2023 | BlogA thought occurred to me a couple days ago, and it wasn’t a complete thought really, but a bit of a thought, a seed of a thought to be sure, a possibility that might grow into a something.
Crazy week time has no meaning I’m fine
June 30, 2023 | BlogThe last couple of weeks have been a blur.
Mrs. Maisel on wanting a big life
May 26, 2023 | BlogI want a big life. I want to experience everything. I want to break every single rule there is. They say ambition is an unattractive trait in a woman. Maybe. But you know what’s really unattractive? Waiting around for something to happen. Staring out a window, thinking the life you should be living is out […]
This Be The Verse
May 25, 2023 | BlogThey fuck you up, your mum and dad. They may not mean to, but they do. They fill you with the faults they had And add some extra, just for you. But they were fucked up in their turn By fools in old-style hats and coats, Who half the time were soppy-stern And half at […]
Rebecca Welton on personal progress
May 19, 2023 | BlogYou’re just so convinced that you don’t deserve anything good in your life, that you’d rather eat a bowl of shit soup and then complain about the portions. Get out of your own way, man. Cause this whole “woe is me” thing you’ve got going on is just fucking ponderous.