Longest chapter yetBeen working these past 2-3 days finishing up the long-abandonned plans for the rest of Chapter 9... I know you guys have been waiting forever to see Thrax's backstory and I'm trying to make this the best it can be to make up for this terrible hiatus we've been on for Heart Burn (and to make the wait all worthwhile, we've been anticipating this chapter since the beginning). Chapter 8 was the longest to date with 27 pages, this one's pushing 40. Lots more action, lots more drama.More Like This
You incubate, I said I'll be back in August and I'm gonna make my deadline.
Comics aren't written by losers!
Devious Journal EntryAs I mentioned before, these images of Konigsberg were taken in Germany up to 1945 but taken by the soviets, thus the Russian writing on the sides of many images. I cannot translate Russian, but was able to retrieve these images from an archive.More Like This
As Spring blooms I am happy to see the green returning. Oh how I dread the winter.
The weekend of the 19th of April I'll be attending the annual April GWA WWI event at Newville PA.
By the way, I've been promoted to sergeant. I'm not sure that is always the best...more responsibilities and mot many more Marks a month...
I'll post more as I go along.
Stay thirsty my friends...
Liturgiam Antisanctus PaulusIt is morning, here in Maine. Or it was, when I wrote this. A golden dawn is rising over the dead, white-smattered trees. The damp, crusty Earth has shuddered with recollection and Her heart now beats with anticipation at the long-whispered, now murmured promise of Grandmother Sunna's life-giving embrace. My property, such as it is, is soaked in this promise. Soon, the blue sky will foist SUNNA high, enthroning that long-contemplated demiurge in her place amid the invisible stars, so hidden beyond the pale, velvet blue.More Like This
In the vales below, the various folks, tribes and clans are preparing to embrace a new life apart from the doldrums of living the solstice of chill. They are now, even if subconsciously, filled with a certain implacable cheer.
This, after weeks of prevailing grey. A world in which the steel grey sky gave perfect complement to the pristine white of the ground. A world in which cold, and death, had reigned unabated. Yet even that cold, deathlike slumber carries with it a