Poverty Times

Lotta bad stupid insane shit has been happening between now (Year end 2016) and midway 2015. But I prefer not to bring up my rendition of it publicly if given a choice, because a part of me doesn't want the market or public or reporters and the press no how bad it really is for some of it. They'd flip out (maybe destructively if they knew the truth). So I keep it to myself. Trump and CN's 2015-2016 lineup's horribleness only scratches the surface of this situation. I'll get back to doing my job on my comic and fiction writing when 1) I have a significant amount more quiet and stress free moments in my life, and am not forced to deal with other people's aggression, and selfishness, and 2) I find a work procedure that works, and I'm not just flinging my own shit at a wall 98% of the time. 

Seriously though, I have the drawings done. I really do, well, at least hundreds of rough panel piece I do. Nowadays, it's more of a matter of trying to scan and edit them into panels and comics pages, and adding words where necessary. It's more of a matter of editing than creating half the time, even though I'll do more creating in the future, too. I'm turning 33 in 6 days, and I will probably be drawing comics and writing books and stories well into my 40s, 50s, and 60s if I live that long (I'm getting there in one sense.). After all, I'm kind of a nobody in the publishing industry's eyes and I've got nothing better to do.

Comic Fury Blog: http://mono.webcomic.ws/blog/