TarawynWorldwalker

Trying not to beat myself up... I have learned valuable lessons that sometimes things are much harder than they seem. Namely: trying to set up a story with characters I know intimately is actually harder than trying to establish new characters. Plus, I ended the month with genuine food poisoning. No, it wasn't from eating sushi. Not rare steaks, not raw milk, raw cheeses, raw eggs, leafy greens, unwashed forest berries, dubious anything that sat in my backpack all day, nor even my homemade cheeses and cured meats. No, it was perfectly normal smoked salmon purchased from the perfectly normal grocery store that had been in my freezer. *throws

Or, Clearing This Piss-Stupid Wanky Shit Off My Front Page. It is evident that I need to do things or I am never going to get out of this hole of idiocy that I've consigned myself to. So, I am going to begin by assigning myself projects and making you, my largely imaginary audience*, hold me to it. Project One: Short Narrative Work Begins: Now Deadline: End of the month (for finalization) Since at this point doing basically anything is better than laying around listlessly, I intend to begin by a short (6 - 12 page?) comic about one of my Spore races, the Areeaka (DANGER), concerning how Haraatain threw out Araskaaln, the old leader who'd

Yes, world, I am alive. This has been a most unremarkable and frustrating summer, and I'm not helping it by being a lazy piece of shit. Updates to occur when I am less of one.