I know what you want to know…

And yes, I will tell you about what I’m currently working on.

Funny enough, I’m really not the best at doing this in public, or rather, face to face. Someone could ask me what I’m working on, and what they’re going to get is a “Oh, this and that,” or like, “Eh, I just like to scribble,” or, “Nothing major.”

In writing though, I can spill a bit.

In terms of pieces for others, I’ve got 3 people portraits and one pet.

I’m making progress on M.T.C., a porn parody featuring Marjorie Taylor Cream. It’s the first comic project I’ve attempted in a little while and I’m proud of the progress I’ve made so far. The pencils are almost done on this 30-ish page story and I’m trudging along.

Kunte, a collection of strange vaginas who share names with some well-known cunts, is also progressing. I’ve got all the initial inks done and am currently polishing those inks. From there it’s on to colors, layout, and then digital publication.

I’ve got 3 short prose stories to get edited/ finished for another short story collection.

Speaking of collections, I’m looking to include M.T.C. in a short comic collection to be part of an anthology.

Ephemerol is still in progress, with issue 2 images getting their polished inks and issue 3 having just about all of the initial inks complete.

On top of these: random images. I don’t like to cut the ideas off all the time and end up laying out several drawings at once. These get sketched and eventually completed.

So yeah, to answer your question, that’s what I’m working on. Next step is to get into the habit of getting progress shots uploaded regularly to help document the journey. Also, if you’re going to take the time to even glance at my ramblings, the least I can do is to include some images and make it a little less boring. I suppose I could write better or just go all in on either the optimism or the pessimism or some other such alteration, I’d rather just take a little stroll along the mirror’s edge.

Duhn, duhn, duhhhhhn.

Dicks for listening!

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