- Thu, 12:07: RT @Slypenslyde: 📷 TAJ whos a silly princess by Jowybean https://t.co/JQEoeKhzZD
- Thu, 19:28: Where Gneeches go, parties follow!
- Thu, 20:25: RT @gailcarriger: Unsung tragedy of hotel living: legs covered in bruises from late night oddly placed alien furniture.
- Thu, 20:42: AJ’s laugh is hard to translate into text. It’s not “ha ha,” more like “huh huh,” with just a -hint- of “hyuk."
- Thu, 20:43: She has a beautiful laugh, tho. Wish I could find a good clip isolating it. https://t.co/iIBIHCs1Bs
- Thu, 20:45: Probably my favorite AJ laugh. https://t.co/VqbqHU2lAh
- Thu, 21:21: RT @Eboods: Also, as crazy as this sounds, give yourself a break from creativity. Bake something, read a book, take a bath #kidlitart
- Thu, 22:08: Kimba! https://t.co/tPHPJuho9P
- Thu, 22:50: Potentially of interest to @Inkblitzer and others. May have excess crackpottery around the edges. https://t.co/WBAOzgLlBp
- Thu, 22:59: Thought for tonight: you are a ghost, driving a skeleton, in a universe that’s exploding. You literally have nothing to fear.
Long title is long.
Anyway! So what’s the deal with me? Issue four of Rough Housing was due to be up and running by now, and people are waiting on commissions and and and…
Yes. All of that is true. Guilty, nolo contendere.
There are a few explanations for this. First and foremost, Mrs. Gneech’s job evaporated, and while we’ve been living on savings, those were rapidly evaporating too, which led me to return to the world of being a barista to pay the bills. That was a pretty punishing job when I was 30. Now I am 46, and it’s devastating. Even on part-time hours I tend to spend my time at home flopped into a chair just trying to recover, and for me art is a thing that requires a certain amount of energy investment.
Second, I wrote a novel when nobody was looking! I’ve recently completed the second draft and will begin shopping it around to agents and/or publishers in December. I’m very pleased with it and I hope it will be the launch of a new career for me. But it also pretty much ate August, September, and much of October whole.
Finally, there are real art block issues I have been contending with.
Now You’re Just a Genre That I Used to Love
The furry art scene was very different when I got into it. Yes, the whole “clean vs. naughty” thing was raging on then, but there was also a lot of vitality and invention going on. “Kids’ WB” was in full force and people were drawing inspiration from things like Pokémon, Road Rovers, and Animaniacs as well as beautifully rendered animated films like The Lion King and Beauty and the Beast. Furry, like webcomics, was in a growth period, with something new and never-seen-before popping up all the time.
The genre has cooled a bit, since then. I don’t want to imply that there’s no innovation going on, because there always is– but there is a sort of standard “furry art” that is just sort of there. I recently went to my FurAffinity account after my extended writing absence and had 1,500 art pieces waiting for me by artists I follow… of which maybe 6-8 caught my attention. The rest were pretty much the same “fursona standing in a pose” portrait or “YCH orgy” thing that has been filling my watch list for the past five years.
No slices of life. No funny takes on the oddities of animal behavior. Not even so much as a “skunk stinking up the room” joke. Maybe there’s something fun and interesting going on somewhere that I haven’t seen, but right now at least it feels like the furry world is in a rut. Which in turn makes it hard to find inspiration to create new, fun, and interesting stuff. Quite the Catch-22.
The Comic I Created Wasn’t the Comic I Wanted
On a more specific note, Rough Housing was half-baked on launch. I think there’s a lot of good in it, and I intend to salvage it. But on some level I think I was still trying to create the “Verity and Tanya” story without having to reconcile the baroque steampunk look it should have with my sloppy, toony art style. But the whole thing was forced and, as I say, incompletely developed.
I’m working on fixing that now. The series is undergoing, as they say on TV, “a soft reboot.” I’ve completely thrown away my existing script for issue four and I’m rewriting it from the ground up, as well as trying to re-evaluate just what it is I want from the series and how to achieve it. I wanted a vehicle for drawing fun scenes of characters romping around on the beach or engaging in silly shenanigans, and I think there’s still plenty of room for that, but as I was writing it I was trying to shoehorn a lot of shipping things into it that really don’t belong there, or at least were not growing organically from the story, because they belonged in the “Verity and Tanya” book instead.
Hopefully, writing that book will get some of that junk out of my system and I can let Rough Housing become its own thing now. When issue four will actually come out, I’m not sure, that’s entirely dependent on the job situation and how tied up I get in publishing the novel. But it’s not just sitting there ignored!
It’s still going to be called “Buff Housing” though. I can’t let a gag like that escape. 😉
Two or three times a day, I get people asking if anyone has complained about the red cups. I have never had anyone complain about the red cups.
Tonight we had a group of about eight parents and daughters come in. The daughters were dressed as if for a sports event, so my first assumption was soccer, cheerleading, or the like. Turns out, they were Irish Step Dancers, as evidenced by their periodic randomly breaking into steps, singly or in pairs.