Tear Them Apart Ep 16 Title Card (Belated, Again) (Patreon)

My schedule's a mess, everything's late, I'm full of stress, sorry for the wait.

That's pretty much how everything is right now. There are some good things going on right now, and some things we're hoping will just dry up and blow away. I hope to be able to announce a few oddball things that might make some of you happy, non-comics but comics-related (specifically House of Fun comics, more specifically, two little violent alcoholic dairy products). Two of these projects are under way, another is in the planning stage, another is waiting to kick off when I can start on it. 

If you follow me on Instagram you might've noticed I haven't been doing card drawings or selling art or signed books lately, I got really backed up after all the "dental art" orders and have to get on top of drawing stuff for people, so, that's on the back burner for the time being. Which sucks, because I like doing those drawings and they help out, but they took too much time from getting things done people have paid for. I'm getting the anxieties and the only way to solve that is finish shit up. To be honest, I probably should take a social media break for a little while, but to be honest (again), that kind of helps keep me going in a lot of ways. Less posting. More cat posts, maybe. Someday I'll learn how to balance and juggle things better. Thanks for bearing with me.

Speaking of the cat, the Pirate Girl is really not cool with me getting any drawing done. I pray she goes to sleep so I can draw without her attacking my hand, my pens, my French curves (ooh la la), the kneaded eraser, the rapidograph key, and the art brush. She LOVES the art brush (the thingie for cleaning eraser crumbs off the paper). She attacks it and bites it and even cuddles with it. Holy crap. She also has the uncanny cat talent of walking on any piece of paper I put down the second I turn my back to get something else. I love her but she needs hobbies that don't involve me. She needs to find interests. I need to teach her to letter and erase pages and earn her way. Unpaid intern cat.

It's a little past 8 a.m. and I need to go to sleep. Actually, I need to go out get the VIN on the old wreck car so we can finally have it dragged out of the garage and donated with most of the proceeds going to WFMU. If there are any proceeds. That fucking car. 

I should eat something. 

Oh, I don't know.

More soon later.