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Behold! I Have Emerged From The Place of Spells and Fairies!
13 years ago
General
No, I've not been playing Skyrim or anything like that (if it doesn't have guns, I'm not interested) but I have returned somewhat.
So here I am, just another bum trying to make ends meet. Granted, I'm doing that while still living with my parents at the age of 26 years old...or am I 27 now? I can't remember.
WOODS FOR THE TREES!
Ok, so the news on the WFTT front is that I'm still trying to figure out a way of drawing it reliably without feeling like it's a chore. See, when I was unemployed I used the 3-a-week format as a surrogate job....but now I work nights for 8.5 hours from 10pm to 6.30am. Sort of sucks. Also it means that unless I want to stay awake after getting in and going to sleep at about 1pm that I end up spending every waking hour "waiting to go to work" - which is not a good environment for the construction of humour.
So as a result I end up spending most of my waking hours pissed off at the fact I have to even exist, but struggling through it reguardless. Must be a British thing. I've written a few new comics, and even started drawing again....but not enough to reliably update a comic even once-a-week. Now, this might be a problem for comics where I get the impression the artist does nothing else other than survive on donations (ie, JACK, SSDD) but I've never made penny-one on Woods for the Trees. Granted that's because I've never sold anything, but I digress as that is the exact reason I don't feel like I'm letting people down by not posting every week.
This is a free comic in every sense of the word - I'll never take your money or hold the comic hostage until you pay me £n - and I'll never ask anything of you in return. All I ask is this - don't ride me.
Woods for the Trees will only die when I do - of that you have my word. So take heed you three brave readers, I have heard your cries of anguish, and I am heartened by them....indeed I eat them....your words. They taste of peanuts!
OTHER ART!
Other art can fuck off as far as I'm concerned. If you want to see a stand-alone picture then I suggest following a real artist.
MUSIC!
Don't lie, you've never heard my music - but I thank you for placating me in my fantasy world where I'm "the next Billy Bragg and Bob Dylan rolled into one". Truth be told, I've not picked up my guitar to "write" a song in months. Just don't feel musical anymore. Maybe those 500+ songs I wrote were all I had and I spent them like a 16-year old girl who found £50 and spent it on shoes or iPods or whatever the kids are into now....
CONCLUSION!
I just think that I'm not a very good "fur"....I have no desire to go to a furmeet, and my first instinct when seeing a fursuit is to laugh....I pity those who are so involved in this fandom that it's their whole life, I feel sorry for those who go out of their way to pander to the "furry masses", and the more I feel like that the more I realise that they're the ones who should feel sorry for me.
I'm Commander Shepard, and this is my favorite journal on the Citadel.
So here I am, just another bum trying to make ends meet. Granted, I'm doing that while still living with my parents at the age of 26 years old...or am I 27 now? I can't remember.
WOODS FOR THE TREES!
Ok, so the news on the WFTT front is that I'm still trying to figure out a way of drawing it reliably without feeling like it's a chore. See, when I was unemployed I used the 3-a-week format as a surrogate job....but now I work nights for 8.5 hours from 10pm to 6.30am. Sort of sucks. Also it means that unless I want to stay awake after getting in and going to sleep at about 1pm that I end up spending every waking hour "waiting to go to work" - which is not a good environment for the construction of humour.
So as a result I end up spending most of my waking hours pissed off at the fact I have to even exist, but struggling through it reguardless. Must be a British thing. I've written a few new comics, and even started drawing again....but not enough to reliably update a comic even once-a-week. Now, this might be a problem for comics where I get the impression the artist does nothing else other than survive on donations (ie, JACK, SSDD) but I've never made penny-one on Woods for the Trees. Granted that's because I've never sold anything, but I digress as that is the exact reason I don't feel like I'm letting people down by not posting every week.
This is a free comic in every sense of the word - I'll never take your money or hold the comic hostage until you pay me £n - and I'll never ask anything of you in return. All I ask is this - don't ride me.
Woods for the Trees will only die when I do - of that you have my word. So take heed you three brave readers, I have heard your cries of anguish, and I am heartened by them....indeed I eat them....your words. They taste of peanuts!
OTHER ART!
Other art can fuck off as far as I'm concerned. If you want to see a stand-alone picture then I suggest following a real artist.
MUSIC!
Don't lie, you've never heard my music - but I thank you for placating me in my fantasy world where I'm "the next Billy Bragg and Bob Dylan rolled into one". Truth be told, I've not picked up my guitar to "write" a song in months. Just don't feel musical anymore. Maybe those 500+ songs I wrote were all I had and I spent them like a 16-year old girl who found £50 and spent it on shoes or iPods or whatever the kids are into now....
CONCLUSION!
I just think that I'm not a very good "fur"....I have no desire to go to a furmeet, and my first instinct when seeing a fursuit is to laugh....I pity those who are so involved in this fandom that it's their whole life, I feel sorry for those who go out of their way to pander to the "furry masses", and the more I feel like that the more I realise that they're the ones who should feel sorry for me.
I'm Commander Shepard, and this is my favorite journal on the Citadel.
