Some housekeeping:


After several months of running this experiment, it becomes clear that I am incapable of keeping to a fortnightly schedule. My brain just cannot latch onto “this Sunday is a post day, that Sunday is a no-post day”; it’s all or none, apparently.

Instead, I’m going to accept my weakness and fake a fortnightly schedule. I can’t stick to alternating-days-of-the-week, but I can stick to dates.

Therefore! My new posting schedule is the 9th and the 25th of each month.

It’s a tricky balance, between “schedule I can actually keep to” and “schedule anybody can remember”, but I’m going to have to lean towards the former for a bit. See what happens.

Blogger Gets New Apartment, New Office


Time to end this unannounced hiatus! March was absolute madness for me. First I got a new job, then I moved to a new apartment, then my friends moved, then I got so wrapped up in decorating my new apartment that I became completely unable to do anything else.

Due to all of this, my last four weeks have been a whirlwind of completely uninteresting activity. I went to IKEA three times in two weeks, put together furniture, took things out of ugly boxes and put them into pretty boxes. I broke down boxes. I looked everywhere for my car registration renewal paperwork, which I swear I put into my filing cabinet, but it seems I put it there in a dream. I ate a lot of frozen taquitos.

I have done… almost nothing, art-wise. Partly, I was busy. Partly, I had nowhere to do it. I have this absurd, inconvenient need for a private work space, and while I can sometimes overcome that and just go to Starbucks or something, I haven’t been doing so well at that lately. Getting constantly interrupted is real bad for creativity, you guys, and I spend all day doing nothing but getting interrupted. Even when I come home, I haven’t really had any way to ensure that I’ll get a block of time all to myself. I can’t very well stop my boyfriend from using his own computer, watching his own TV, sleeping in his own bed, just because I need the room to myself.

Until now.

We have moved into, effectively, a studio with two offices.

The bed is in the living room. It looks absurdly tiny in this space that was not designed for this. Each of us gets a bedroom to ourselves, all full of our shelves and desks and clothes. I have a door. I have two desks, set up parallel to each other, so that I can just spin my chair around to switch between two projects. I have a squishy chair with a tea station and a reading lamp. I have a nice high-up perch with steps for my aging cat. She likes to jump down unexpectedly and leave little feet marks in my paintings.

Don’t worry, I don’t work with toxic paints while the cat’s in the room.

I’ve only had this space about three weeks, and I’ve already been able to settle in to more work than I’ve done in the last six months. I’ve been so worried that I’ve just been becoming a less creative person, that all my longing for a private space was just a smokescreen for not caring anymore. I’ve completely fixed up the beginning of a novella I’ve been stuck on for a year, and I’ve been getting excited to work on comic lettering again, and Step Two of character design for this comic I’ve been working on actually feels possible, finally.

Admittedly, nothing I’ve actually done since getting this place is A) visual or B) finished, but if things keep going like this, there will be, and I cannot wait.

Go ahead and just do what you’re good at, even if it’s not as cool as you wish it were

Skill Development, Uncategorized

Sorry for skipping… all of March. I have no excuses, only regrets, except for yesterday, which I skipped on purpose. April Fools is upsetting and I pretty much holed up in my room with no internet all day, just to be safe.

I played a lot of Far Cry 5. It is very enjoyable, although I did accidentally kill my hired gun a couple of times, because I’m an idiot.

Today we will be discussing playing to your strengths, because I am bad at it and it is making me grouchy.

Here’s a chart depicting how I am utterly failing right now:



Okay, me and me need to have a talk. As awesome as it sounds to paint huge, badass crystal dragons in front of sweeping landscapes using only depth and range of color to invoke in the viewer a feeling of insignificance and awe, you actually do not have the watercolor skills to pull this off.

You know what they’re going to look like if you try to paint what you’re imagining?

Unintelligible chaos. Or possibly mud. Because you don’t know what you’re doing.

These ideas are great but you need to build your skills first, and if you don’t want to be absolutely crushed by putting immense amounts of work into absolute garbage, you’re going to have to haul back your expectations, like, significantly.

So here’s a chart depicting what you are actually going to do if you want to succeed:


It will not be as cool as it is in your head.

It will still be cool, because crystal dragons are cool.


Dynamic line art is going to make this cool as hell.

Next post is 4/15, on how to develop background skills, and what to do until you have them!