I know, I know, it's not a comic, but . . .
Hey guys, I did a thing where I type words and make a story out of them. If you like reading words that make stories you should totally check out my new e-book here.
I still plan on making more comics and am already in the planning stage of remaking my patreon page and uploading the next comic of Wedding Bliss Also, I'll try to upload something a little new as well, namely the storyboards for the comic, though it'll go up on patreon first, and as rough drafts they won't look very appealing . . . still, things are in the works.
Anyway, something I briefly worked on here and plan to continue. I was a writer long before I ever made art, but this is my first attempt at this kind of adult story. It's not long (eleven pages), but it's the first part in what I hope becomes a weekly or bi-weekly series with four or five parts. You can find it here: www.amazon.com/Barbarian-Barbi…
Here's the blurb for it.
People aren't always what they seem. A humble, if horny dressmaker reveals herself in her diary to hold a secret and story about her past she wishes to recount. A time when she roamed the wild lands. A time when she was single. A time when she was male . . . He is known throughout the land as Balklanning The Enduring, a barbarian hero out of legends and fairy tales, and also out of his time. The wild lands around him are giving way to urban areas rife with modernizing gadgets like lamps fueled by harnessed lightning, steam powered engines, and the infantile origins of mechanical industry amidst a backdrop of magic and the occult. New orders of leadership have risen in some cities, giving rise to more progressive views such as women allowed to roam the streets at night without an escort and the introduction of scientific thinking. All Balklaning wants is a good drink and a good bar maid before being hired to kill his next dragon. But after meeting perhaps the most eager wench in the land, a thought that something not quite right begins to ferment in his mind. The woman he's sleeping with is a little too happy, a little too spacey, and something is definitely bizarre about her eyes . . .
(Note that this is an erotic tale featuring gender bending, mind control, profanity and adult content. It is not meant for readers younger than 18 years old.)</i>
I'll try to upload stories and comics and such on a regular basis, but even if I don't, I'll keep you guys posted.
I know it seems like I've dropped off the face of the Earth, but I want to make an honest go at this. As always, your support means so much to me and I thank you from the bottom of my heart.