Trying to read myself to sleep with Sandman. On the twentieth reading of it, I'm not so intimidated anymore. I don't know if that's a good thing. I always lament the loss of awe. Once you lose that, nothing's worth getting up for.
I just remembered I had a weird crush on Tina Fey.
I honestly don't know how much backlog I'll have by the time grad school rolls around in May. I'm seriously considering cutting my updates down to once a week if I can't handle the workload. These new pages are taking twice as long to make as my old ones. Serves me right for trying to prove people wrong, heh.
What does it say about me that I watch Smallville for no other reason than to catch the rare and fleeting Lois/Clark moments?
Racetrack from the new Battlestar Galactica is cute. Completely peripheral, but still cute.
I'm already planning scenes from Chapter Seven when I still haven't finished writing Chapter Five.
My anthro prof replied the other day about my ideas re: Gravity. She gave me a thumb's up, as well as some recommended reading. Also told me to get out more.
I think it's high time we elect an ambassador for Earth in case aliens ever decide to welcome us into the intergalactic community. I nominate Tiger Woods, for he is a god among men.
There was this girl named Rita, who I knew in elementary. She was one of my best friends - hell, one of the few real friends I'd had from back then. A few years after I met her, she moved to Portugal to keep her grandfather company. I wonder what happened to her (if by some strange twist of fate you happen to be reading this, Rita, I'd love to hear from you).
More insight that only comes at 5 in the morning: Sometimes I think the only reason I made Maggie a female was to prevent myself from getting lazy and allowing the comic to revolve around me or some fictionalized version of me. Still, much of her is derived from my own life and personality. It's an ongoing challenge to keep her voice distinct from my own, doubly so to write her as a believable female character and not just some kind of twisted Mary Sue. It helps having a character like Dexter (who in some ways is my twisted Mary Sue) around for the sake of comparison; if I can keep Maggie different from him, I can satisfy myself that she's reasonably different from me. Maybe. Christ, I dunno.
I sleep now!
I just remembered I had a weird crush on Tina Fey.
I honestly don't know how much backlog I'll have by the time grad school rolls around in May. I'm seriously considering cutting my updates down to once a week if I can't handle the workload. These new pages are taking twice as long to make as my old ones. Serves me right for trying to prove people wrong, heh.
What does it say about me that I watch Smallville for no other reason than to catch the rare and fleeting Lois/Clark moments?
Racetrack from the new Battlestar Galactica is cute. Completely peripheral, but still cute.
I'm already planning scenes from Chapter Seven when I still haven't finished writing Chapter Five.
My anthro prof replied the other day about my ideas re: Gravity. She gave me a thumb's up, as well as some recommended reading. Also told me to get out more.
I think it's high time we elect an ambassador for Earth in case aliens ever decide to welcome us into the intergalactic community. I nominate Tiger Woods, for he is a god among men.
There was this girl named Rita, who I knew in elementary. She was one of my best friends - hell, one of the few real friends I'd had from back then. A few years after I met her, she moved to Portugal to keep her grandfather company. I wonder what happened to her (if by some strange twist of fate you happen to be reading this, Rita, I'd love to hear from you).
More insight that only comes at 5 in the morning: Sometimes I think the only reason I made Maggie a female was to prevent myself from getting lazy and allowing the comic to revolve around me or some fictionalized version of me. Still, much of her is derived from my own life and personality. It's an ongoing challenge to keep her voice distinct from my own, doubly so to write her as a believable female character and not just some kind of twisted Mary Sue. It helps having a character like Dexter (who in some ways is my twisted Mary Sue) around for the sake of comparison; if I can keep Maggie different from him, I can satisfy myself that she's reasonably different from me. Maybe. Christ, I dunno.
I sleep now!

P.S. Tina Fey is a cutie.
And then kill yourself.
I have a difficult time accepting that "Gravity" revolves around you. I think you set the bar pretty high from the get-go, what with that initial descent into Hell.
And to be honest, Gravity does revolve around me. Sort of. Maybe? Everything in it is drawn from my life, in some way shape or form. I take it as the sincerest form of flattery that you don't feel the comic is my own fractured biography =)