Feldon's Writers Block: I had planned a dark little comic strip that I was going to work on at the coffee meets but have decided against it. The synopsis was this: A fox (Puce) struggling with emotional problems and loneliness. Using magic he creates a glamor for himself, becoming everything he wished he could be. However a darker force ( ( Read more... )

Finally canceled my comic account at CBA today. I originally opened it to help out a friend after Icons went the way of the dinosaur. The problem was that Icons was a place that I could hang out and shoot the shit, a place that I could try and sell my stuff at, which was quite a bit at the time. CBA is run like a business, so hanging out there ( Read more... )

Everything is getting coincidental and significant again, there are portents and omen everywhere. I can't turn around without someone saying something that pertains to my inner life and mental state--which by the way seems to be slipping away ( Read more... )

Saturday started as it always does, went to the various comic shops, don't recall picking anything up though. Had one of the Cladonomantic moments again, been wondering lately if I'll ever be able to find that special someone and suddenly that dick-head Mark starts asking me about my love life. I DO NOT like talking about it and I got very ( Read more... )

So I finish work and I go out into the parking lot ready to go home, watching a couple others rush off to their cars and I suddenly think: My car is going to get hit. So I climb in and watch the one guy go and the other disappears around the side of the building, so I start to pull out. Everything is fine, I'm point toward the street and that is ( Read more... )

No one about and plans have fallen through, and so I sit bored and numb. It's very strange, I seem to have got obsessed with MTG again--ever since I got most of the cards for Arabian Nights, six more cards to go and I know where to get five of them. Bought a pack of Fallen Empires today, the so-called weakest set in Magic, I've always had a soft ( Read more... )

Even amidst a massive depression I still manage to get story ideas that I have to jot down. The story that I am planning for the month of Libra, which is a Feldon solo adventure, the title I have decided is going to be "Prowl" or "One The Prowl". I have a couple months to decide ( Read more... )

The week has yet to improve in any way whatsoever. This morning I managed to dump my breakfast all over the living room, so now my cream-colored carpet has a lovely pink stain from the cranberry juice, despite me grabbing the nearby Pro-Solve and getting right on that stain. Computer, couch, coffee table, books, camera and tools, none were spared ( Read more... )

Coming off of yesterdays meltdown is not easy. I feel shitty, listless, utterly broken and depressed. Once again back on the St. John's Wort to try and even things out, subdue the rising panic attacks that threaten to break through. Almost didn't go to work today, but I'm stubborn and willful and pushed back all the sick feelings and did my job ( Read more... )

So I'm going to sulk and be all fucking Emo. Anyone who has a problem with that can stop reading this right now. I am annoyed, furious over the way the last two years have gone and I'm thinking that I just don't want to bother with anything anymore ( Read more... )