i have started writing down deep thoughts about my lifelong flirtation with androgyny…which then became an examination of my masculine & my feminine.
then i was hiking the other day, letting my mind run free, and decided it might make a good comic.
of course i have imposter’s syndrome about my history of gender non-conformation…especially since becoming a mother & growing boobs.
i still think my story might be one worth telling.
so here is the beginnings of (working title) notta not-a-boy
making new comics brings to light my neglecting of my baby moses jones…so i did dig her out and am looking at where that story left off.
meanwhile, i have a list as long as my arm of other comics i want to create. i better get my ass in gear. stop moping in my daily journals & start some storytelling!