To Laugh Again.

Firstly, allow me to apologize for the sparse bonus content that has continued to be the norm during this troubled time.  I really hope we'll get grandpa's house cleaned out and sold before October & him off to the nursing home, but who can say?  There is a buyer at least who seems ready to sign the paperwork & is a longtime resident of the area so they are aware of the history of the house and whatnot, so they won't be having any shocks.  Part of the ceiling caved in the other day...  And honestly I shouldn't be telling you all this stuff anyway.  

Let's start over.  Here are a few sketches I've done to get the many emotions inside me out.  For reasons unknown to me I tend to draw happy faces when I'm sad and angry ones when I'm regular.  These were drawn across the last 12 days, just before going to bed, when I had a few moments to myself.  I mashed them all onto single pages just to save time since I don't expect anyone is going to want to frame these. 

The comic's schedule doesn't really allow me to experiment as much as I'd like to.  I have to stay within certain safe parameters unless I'm absolutely sure things are going to be okay.  Which is why arcs like the Nerf War are rare.  The version of the comic in my head is a lot more animated since I don't have to actually draw and paint it in the span of a few hours every two days.  I don't generally get to have characters emote very strongly because the moments have to land in very specific ways to mesh with the overall page and what have you.  Over time I've still learned to draw such things , but don't get to use them.  

I dunno.  Maybe as I feel better about things and life calms down I can loosen up.  Try new things.  I've had to learn to do everything even faster than ever before because of all the stuff happening.  If it all stopped I might find out that I accidentally became a really good comic artist because of all this.  If nothing else I'm certainly faster than ever before.  Cramming hours of work into a few minutes out of a cold sweating feeling of necessity isn't something I would recommend but it is harsh training.  I feel like I'm cutting so many corners the panels should just be circular at this point.  

The world is a lot to keep up with as one person.  It's no wonder people tend to pair off.  Anyway, that's neither here nor there, nor is any of this something I need to burden you with.  I will eventually get past this rough patch and be stronger for it.  I appreciate those of you, who are undoubtedly struggling as well, who have stuck with me in spite of my inability to produce content.  You have my sincere gratitude.