I have put pencil to paper and have started drawing the first page of the comic (though, it’s not the chronological first). Remember when I was saying I was gonna have this whole thing done by the end of July? …Yeah, no. That obviously did not happen.

Beginnings! Not very far along but a beginning, still.

Life happens and said life happening took up a lot of the time and motivation I was gonna use to work on this damned thing—since I realized at a certain point I really have got no clue how the hell to go about making a long-form comic, at least not one with panels that don’t look like they were drawn by someone with Parkinson’s. With my recent drawing endeavors I’ve learned I am absolute shit at making straight, even lines, even with the aide of a ruler. I suppose that’s something I’ll figure out along the way… along with how to draw half these bozos I’ve written into the story; seriously! I can’t draw the faces of the two guys who talk for the first bit of this comic consistently for the life of me. I have, like, a sizeable stack of papers where I was just tryna get one a them’s face down, it makes me look certifiable! However, like I said before, that’s something I’ll figure out along the way… I suppose.

After getting good edits and feedback from one of my friends and having a bunch of discussions with her about the characters and getting a lecture from my mother about how I was absolutely overthinking everything about this silly comic I was feeling pretty good. Then I went and planned out the panels for the first part of the comic (24 pages! Can you fucking believe it?) and got pretty damn sick of it and am now in the state where I’m like “God, this is a stupid fucken story. They’re all dysfunctional idiots!” but was that not the point? A bunch of volatile personalities that’ve been stuck in a dungeon for a week are bound to get a bit ridiculous. Now I’m at a point where I’m like “it’s stupid but it’s fine, it’s a project you’re gonna have fun doing it go balls to the wall (but not actually since it’s all quite planned out) and have fun” andddd, yeah. There’s my lil update, it’s a thing, it’s happening. I shall stop procrastinating now.

A relatable comic by Nathan W. Pyle that encourages me to just work on this thing. It makes me think back to the time when I was tryna write a novel a few years back (and that was a truly mediocre thing at best) that got cut off at 100-somethin’ pages of I don’t even know what—what I’m tryna say is that I’ve definitely improved. Just gotta be confident or whatever.

Update: I cured my dissatisfaction with the story by changing around some things and adding a whole nother long-ass scene in. This comic is gonna be done in four parts at this point… in the words of lyricsborn: “this shit is long as hell but it’s my first [long-form comic] and this is [art] so fuck it”. Feeling good now, going to actually draw some stuff.