Ridin’ that comic high
I’m well aware of the fact that I’m spoiling part of chapter 2 by posting this but… I love the way this page looks with just the background colors and I wanted to immortalize it in this stage before all the other colors get added.
So much purple.
Behold, the face of a man who knows he fucked up.
Anonymous asked: can i just say you make me extremely happy and i love your work. you're actually inspiring me to write and i thank you lots for it.
Oh jeez, anon, you’re so welcome! I’m glad I can inspire you, and thank you so much!!!
Yes, write, write, WIRTE! Go with the creative flow!
For my US:LAM class, we’re supposed to memorize a poem and then recite it or write it on the board in front of everyone in class.
I chose “Because I Could Not Stop for Death” by Emily Dickinson, because, while she’s not my favorite poet, that is one of my favorite poems.
And I’ve already got the first stanza memorized.
'Oh, hey, it's Thursday…
Two more days ‘till the weekend… ’ she said, trying to get herself to get dressed and get ready for class.