I want to have at least one comic up before the end of the month.  My sketchbook adventures continue, that is almost at a daily thing.    I’m also making some changes to my routine, it’s hard, and my dopamine receptors are messed up from… hedonism, so it’s going to take a while to get that correct.

No word on the script yet.  I don’t want to work on it, but I haven’t forgotten the plan.  Slowly but surely it will be done.  How?  I am working on that as well.  So far I’m the only one carrying this banner/torch as always.  You would think after nearly 20 years I would have learned my lesson: those around me don’t want to join me, they want to wallow in sadness.  I don’t like complaining about this, because as far as I know a lot of my wants isn’t part of the “mission.”  The “published” comics are your gift, but not the purpose.  I’m not good at gifts yet.

I’ve been writing all day, and now its time for rest.  Until next time.