I think this is probably the best episode I’ve drawn yet. I love, love, LOVE working with Manga Studio 5. And for the record, I love, love, LOVE being a Girl Scout troop leader.
But it is probably going to kill me.
Weekly webcomic about my life as a stay-at-home mom and erotica writer.
I think this is probably the best episode I’ve drawn yet. I love, love, LOVE working with Manga Studio 5. And for the record, I love, love, LOVE being a Girl Scout troop leader.
But it is probably going to kill me.
Yay! I finally had time to sit and play with the color palettes in Manga Studio 5. And I’ve been able to figure out how to make a couple custom tools.
And yes, this conversation actually happened. For the record, Mama is a Zen Buddhist 😉
Word for word, this is the exact conversation I had with my pharmacist. And yes, my pill minder really is purple with little ladybugs on it.
Still no colors in this webcomic because I’m still learning Manga Studio 5 while simultaneously getting my ass kicked by my Girl Scout volunteer duties. It’s not easy being a volunteer.
I do think I’m getting better with inking in Manga Studio 5. The lines are thicker, steadier, more fluid. Now I just need enough time to work on setting up color palettes for each character so I can get these comics colored!
Honestly, I have a 4-panel strip scripted, lettered, and laid out. But it's not been sketched an drawn yet, due to the sheer amount of other work that I had to do last week. No joke, I spent four days straight doing nothing but Girl Scouts stuff – trying to place girls in troops, getting ready for and running my own troop meeting on Sunday, handling paperwork, etc. And this week I have a volunteer meeting every night except Friday. It's kind of brutal and so my schedule is rather screwed up right now.
But I'm just going to keep chugging along. I promise, there will be a webcomic on Mondays, though it may be a bit late, and there will be an episode of Bitchcraft on Friday, though sometimes that may be a bit late as well. Meanwhile, I will also be working hard to keep up with my other work as best as I can. And when necessary, I will take entire days off from Girl Scouts, because hey, I'm a VOLUNTEER and I have A LIFE OUTSIDE OF GIRL SCOUTS.
Meanwhile, do you like the colors on the comic above? I'm playing around with new colors schemes in my non-comics art, and since I had this color palette already set up in SketchClub, I decided to use it in today's comic. It sort of matches my wardrobe now, since I accidentally dyed everything I own slightly yellow. Oops.
In all honestly, not my best effort, despite the fact I put in a lot of time on this one. September is turning out to be a brutal month, so it’s not the best time for me to learn new graphics software, like Manga Studio 5. Still, I’m doing it anyway. I am working on a color version, with better inking. In the meantime, this is up online, only a few hours late, so there ya go.
Oh, and the kittens have since come out from under the bed.
Yes, once again I did not get a chance to color the comic. There are two reasons for this.
First, I won a copy of Manga Studio 5 at InterventionCon last week, and decided to install and use it for this week’s webcomic. It’s very nice, but there is definitely a learning curve to be conquered, at least for me.
Second, never NEVER try to do work when Hubster and the kids are home. They will let me get nothing done. I am ready to murderate them all and just become a crazy cat lady who draws and crochets all the time. I think I would finally get stuff done. It does not help that this has been a 3-day weekend, one child vomited all over the bathroom, and everyone keeps asking me to help them with stuff when I’m trying to work.
I’m going upstairs to take my meds now. Apparently we are spending the rest of today looking at dissected dead bodies in a local museum. Perhaps I will find some inspiration there…
Yes, this actually happened. We did eventually get the name fixed on the urn, though.
I had initially meant to do this in full color, but the weekend turned out far more hectic than I had originally planned. Given the subject matter, I think black and white is more appropriate anyway.
Today’s webcomic is dedicated to Toothless, our grey tabby who passed away very suddenly last Tuesday. He was four years old. He had apparently developed a heart defect that we didn’t know about and Tuesday afternoon he had a sudden heart attack. He was gone within fifteen minutes.
Toothless and his brother Hiccup came to us as kittens a few years ago. Our neighbor’s daughter fosters abandoned animals and she had found a litter of three kittens. Her dad knew we were thinking of getting a cat so he asked me if we’d be interested in adopting the two boys. Hiccup was an adventurous orange and white tabby with an appetite the size of a black hole. Toothless was a tiny grey kitten, very shy and very quiet. As soon as I saw them I said yes. We had been too long without cats and I knew these two guys would be perfect for our family.
Hiccup has grown up into a healthy, handsome fellow who begs for treats non-stop and likes to co-habitate the room with his humans, occasionally demanded affection. He will probably eat us out of house and home, purring his love to us all the while.
Toothless was always quieter. He would spend most of the day hiding in one spot or the other. He was always slim, a grey shadow that slipped from room to room when you weren’t looking. He did like to cuddle up whenever we were sleeping, and he spent most of his nights with Princess, curled up at her feet, or sometimes draped over her head. He was truly her cat, more than anyone else’s. There were times, though, when he would lay claim to me. If ever he found me lying in bed when he was making his rounds, he would come push against my hand, then walk back and forth over me until finally settling down on my neck, preventing me from getting up and doing anything that might remotely resemble work. He would do this when he found me reading in bed, sometimes shoving his behind right in my face, and he’d really tread all over me in the evenings if someone was late getting him his dinner. It was his gentle way of saying, “I love you, but you must bend to my will no matter what now.”
We all miss our furry grey companion. Princess took it very hard. Fortunately we were there when the heart attack hit, so she was able to stay with Toothless and comfort him until he passed. She is doing better now, but misses having Toothless in her bed.
Hiccup, meanwhile, has been sticking closer than usual to his people. He napped with me today, and is currently perched behind me on the couch, waiting for me to go upstairs to bed. I’m glad he’s still with us, though I worry about him becoming lonely. I expect before long we will adopt another cat to be a companion to Hiccup and a furry ball of love to us all.
Thank you to everyone who sent me messages of support last week when I first announced Toothless’ passing. I appreciate all the kindness and caring. I will let you know how things continue to go.