I’m ready. No. Wait. Okay NOW. I’m ready. Hang on.
In short, it's going to be something I made. And I think I'm ready to make it.
In short, it's going to be something I made. And I think I'm ready to make it.
I haven’t forgotten my story. But, of course, as with the story so far about this story, it’s changing and...
Can you believe it? I'm about to start getting ready to think about beginning to start to... you get the idea...
Any real craftsperson tells you how they do it. And so should I.
A short little bash to my head with a syrup-covered feather pillow.
This is the moment I decide writing sucks and drawing doodles rocks. Because I've been writing for less than a year, and I've been drawing graphic novels for, well, never.