I Guess I Got My Answer.

The hard drive in the computer capable of running Krita, the drawing app, is no more. With it went the comic I really wish I had finished. But no, I was starting a new phase of Not Stressing and walking away when I had to.

That sort of behavior is not what brought you all this comic for 15+ years.

I’ve seen other comics go this way, a drive failure, LIFE EVENTS, and I really don’t want that to happen because this comic is literally my life and I have a pile of ideas I want to draw. I even wanted to get into animations, and someday maybe I will, but for now I’m going to keep it as simple as possible so I can just get cute cat and dog comics in your eyeballs instead of just moping about how I really really should have moved that one file over to the old computer even though it wasn’t finished yet.

Technical Difficulties.

Do you believe in the power of Mercury retrograde to disrupt things?

I was going to make a joke on Wednesday that I was giving up my comic for Lent, but as it turns out the computer that runs Krita and has the artwork for the next comic gave up on working properly, so until I get it working again through fancy key combos or just removing the hard drive and finding the comic, I owe you a movie. I would have had it finished in another hour.

I may be going ahead with the March adventures as ol’ pencil-and-Paint-Shop-Pro comics I can still manage on my old duffer PC. I don’t know yet. I don’t really know anything right now.

Fortunately, we have top men working on things.

A photo of a grey tabby standing on a table over paperwork.

 

Call It a Sneak Preview

Whaaaaat? Technical difficulties raining through the ceiling, but who wants a comic on SATURDAY? OOH! Yes, you want that, that’s what you’re getting. Yes.

This is part of it, there’s way more, but my plan to do some when I get home is starting to not work. I’d tell you all about what’s holding up the quality comics you expect out of me but then what would I put in future comics? HAAAAAAAAAAA

Business.

I'm all twisted up, fiddling with my phone. On my shirt is the word PLANS. The Spider asks, "Is this the fundraiser?" "Yeah, I have no marketing skills whatsoever," I reply. "As it turns out, I have 9 readers and I feel weird taking money from people I know." "But that's been your business model for the past 30 years!" The Spider points out. "By the way, I left you some webs to vacuum. Wild party." The Spider continues, "What about those designs you were making? You need to set a schedule and stick to it! Start a little earlier if you have to! I mean, really, what have you been doing?" I look right at the camera. In the last panel, the Spider has dozed off on my list of things I've been doing. "...once the headache wore off, I finished the door so the basement wouldn't get wet anymore, then I was up at 7AM for the cat's vet, and I still had to caulk the foundation, but then...."

But then I got the flu. No, really. In September. Who does that? The person I caught it from, I guess, but WHO DOES THAT? You know I wash my hands, this is a travesty.

Anyway, I was going to go, “Who wants mugs and notebooks that say ‘PLANS!'” and you were all going to be, “Yay, Lynda, you’re making things! No, I don’t want that, but I’m sure someone will.” But now all I have is this comic that took me 2 hours to make last week and here’s where I give you the heads up that the ol’ faithful Monday/Wednesday/Friday schedule may change as I bring you the kind of comics that take 3-5 hours (coming in October!) plus there are those designs that I really am working on.

While you wait, here is an animated GIF of a wee stripey laser fishermans with his catch.

The Kitten runs by holding a toy fish.