Wow. Now THAT was a productive weekend. I have 8 comics (13 pages total) all done, and two more written. The eight aren’t in sequence (I have a few gaps where I need to fill in events) but I haven’t had a weekend with this much output since I started the project months ago.
I also designed a couple of t-shirts, beat XIII, and worked some more on another humor project I have going in the background.
This means that unless I go crazy and trash what I just did, all of the strips for the next two weeks will have been written on the same day. I wonder why creativity works like this. The past three weeks I’ve had to fight to come up with new material. Today I wrote several weeks’ worth of material. I feel like I could sit down and write more, but I need a break.
I really wish I knew what regulated this spark. Lunar cycle? Sleep patterns? Diet?
I haven’t been listening to music for the last couple of weeks, but today I got the urge to put some music on. Did I want the music because I was feeling creative, or was I creative because the music was on?
Hmmmm. I threw my back out Saturday night. I took some Vicodin today to try and loosen up the muscles. I certainly hope that isn’t the cause. I’d hate to have to go to the doctor to get a perscription for pills to make me funny.
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