TheWickedKid

My dog, Riley, was very excited to see me home. Lots of kisses, lots of howling, and lots of staying no more than ten feet away from me at any given moment. He's been checking outside of my bedroom door all night to see if I'm still here. It's adorable. What a clingy dog. Oh yeah, I'm back. I've graduated high school and now I have a year off. WOOOOOOOOOOOO. I'm going to start doing USEFUL shit with my time. :la: Like...working on comics. And working on comics that I might one day sell for money. And training my dog.

I've had vague ideas and plans for how my Nuzlocke will play out, but I've decided to take the time to sketch multiple comics in advance. This will help me streamline my writing, and my storytelling in general. My comics are losing their 700 x 2000 pixel format as well, in favor of a 700 x whatever-I-need format. This also allows me to be more consistent about keeping my comics digital, since while my traditional comics aren't so different from my digital comics, I have more freedom to rework certain areas while working digitally. Currently I am also in six-week college courses which require my attention and focus as well as effort, so I can

To most people, it's completely natural to answer where you bought a pair of shoes or if you're enjoying a meal, even if you are unfamiliar with whomever is asking the question. This is not the case with me. When I worked at a theme park, it was very obvious to me what I was supposed to say and do in most situations. It was very mechanical, and in some ways less stressful than normal interaction. But then minor details - a guests' accent, a teenager, someone who recognized me from just about anywhere else, would throw me off. I did my best to be polite but eventually my supervisor caught on that I was having trouble, and I found that I was