First, this summer was brutal. For two months the temperature rose on most days above 25C, or above 77F. For many people that isn't much, but I'm accustomed to far less. 18C or some 64F is where I go around in a T-shirt. -10C or 14F is where I start using gloves and a jacket. So a lot of the summer I spent in just boxers, sweating profusely all the time. Drawing was literally impossible since the paper got went immediately, and I didn't have the neccessary concentration to write either.

And to make matters worse productivity wise, I relapsed on my Minecraft addiction. But lately things have gotten closet to normal, with me diversifying my activities again and resuming writing and drawing. I should soon finish putting CR chapter 13 together, it is already written, just in need of proofreading and final touches. A short story related to Coneridge is also in a state of near completion, and an entirely unrelated story is getting along well too.

The game project I had been working on back at the beginning of the year is buried though. I both lost interest in it and realized it was too ambitious a game to start with. A much more manageable game is now in early stages, mostly planned but with practically nothing coded, written or drawn for it. I'll see how that goes.