I'm working another project this week. Easier than the nightmares which have kept me separated from you these past long weeks. Still, only this eve did I pen the script for Friday's strip. That - believe it or not - is the hard part.
Someone once said:
Writing is easy. All you have to do is stare at a blank sheet of paper until blood beads on your forehead.
Well, I find that writing a comic is just that hard. Often I have to drive around, or take a shower or go to the gym expressly for the purpose of dislodging a joke from my fevered brow. You would not believe how many times a story has sprung forth whilst doing squats. SQUATS.
Never let anyone tell you that writing isn't physical. It's damn near herculean.
