page three of three…an in depth look at my dating guidelines…sigh.
funny story, when i was thinking of doing the zine that would hold this comic, i was planning to name the zine “twat” but with a cover picture of a trout…it made sense at the time.
so, 20 years later, here is what the cover of my zine might have looked like.
i began the comic/graphic novel in progress, moses jones: apocalyptic mama, in 2013/14.
since then, my style has changed a bit…grown & improved??
i want to re-dedicate myself to working on my comics (i have done only one page of moses jones this year–but, you know, packing up, living on a bus all summer, moving a time or two…)
what i am wondering–should i go back & re-do all the old pages in (hopefully) better artwork…
or should i just continue on with it, letting the style change from page to page?
above is a recent rough of mojo & her minions. follow this link to all the pages i have done to date.
also, how do the slideshow pages work out for y’all? and if they are crap…does anyone know how to change them?
so…i’m no longer living on a bus!
y’all–i managed to get off the bus!
me & the minions have a house in a quaint neighborhood of a quaint town in wisconsin.
and! i claimed a room as a room of my own! except for the pet rat, the dog, and being also a space for books & puzzles…i have a room that is all mine for writing & drawing & just staring out the window!
so that’s nice.
but i have flunked out of therapy…not before reprising my list of ideals for a romantic relationship, however.
next on my list of “what i want”…that guy who won’t make me feel like crap.
& then, also on the list of things i desire (after a roof & a man) is a job doing what i actually want to be doing.
i am working outside the home for the first time in forever….but the honeymoon is over on the new job.
now i just want to sit at home & draw…and write…and go for walks & on bike rides…garden a bit…travel….
though i forgot about INKtober, as sarah of fresh hell pointed out to me, every day is kinda inktober for me. actually, ever since INKtober 2016, i have been covered in ink.
it’s a bit scary how much i have drawn in these last three years.
i should have a book…or something.
but, no, i am not exactly rolling with the punches….
i feel like a complete failure as my patreon page whispers softly to me, “my god you suck….”
& in other areas of life, mother–(crap…am i anything other than a mother???) i am also sucking suckiness.
if you want to confirm this for me (my failure as artist, writer, & mother) feel free to check out my patreon page.
so there is my way past due update, dear reader…
ps. i do not have internet (but would accept it as a gift) so any online postings are sporadic at best
my therapist is helping me a lot with my mothering struggles. he seems to be on my side. which is nice for a change. he says it’s okay that i lose my mind every once in awhile. he tells me i’m only human, & i’ve been trying to dig myself out of this ditch for a long time.
it’s weird that he is so nice to me. i’m not used to being validated.
meanwhile, i keep my eyes open for the julie andrews to my christopher plummer….
& over on my patreon site:
have i ever felt
i am never going to win
i wail to the moon
a new moon
in the clouds &
trying to renew…
i’m never going
as if this is a game
i have been busy. writing. arting. surviving. i keep on drawing because i do not want to drown in my own emotions.
my brand new therapist says i tend to give it away & then i don’t get any respect & then i end up with lazy men who don’t appreciate me or feel inclined to care about me….
i really like my brand new therapist.
in the spirit of therapy, here are sneak peeks at pages of my art journal over on patron that you cannot see for free…but for the small price of love, respect, and a dollar.
i wrote this journal page a few days ago
there is no fight left in me
there probably is)
just feeling disillusioned with one half
of the population–
you know who you are
i will always be alone
if y’all continue