The problem is the computer. Definitely not me. Definitely the computer, see. See, like. The other day my FB memories came up with something to the effect of, I’d been drawing, or maybe just looking at some of my older stuff, and I’d thought, “Self, if you spent as much time drawing as you do on Twitter, you’d be a hell of an artist,” and then thought, “Nah, don’t be ridiculous.” And then I thought, “No, seriously, do you KNOW how much time you spend on Twitter? :/” But so…
I’ve been reading the A Girl and her Fed webcomic the past week or so, which has the usual effect of making me want to do a little webcomic of my own. It in particular, though, has made me vaguely think perhaps I’m not, IDK, weird enough to pull off what I want to do. Like, ok. Girl. Fed. Cyborg conspiracies. Gotcha. I could probably get that far on my own. Ghost of Benjamin Franklin? Look, I’m sorry, I wouldn’ta thought of that. Hyper-sapient koala? NOPE. ‘Fraid not. Checking out…