So, last week, there was no comic. And this week is more than half way over and… well, here’s the comic.
Uggggh.
I’m sorry, you guys. I really am. When I set out to wrap the comic up, I vowed to myself I wasn’t going to become “that guy.” You know the guy. The guy who does 3 comics a week for 8 years, then once a week for a couple of years and then updates comics on a “whenever” basis. I hate that guy and I’m slowly becoming him.
I hate it.
Part of the delay has been life stuff. Things I just can’t get around anymore. Part of it is the complexity of the comics I’m putting together in the home stretch. It’s just not talking heads anymore. And with all the texturing and effects… it’s taking a lot of time.
But I thought of something else this week – something lurking in my subconscious – that I failed to recognize until now.
I’m starting to think that the closer I get to the end of the comic – and believe me, we’re getting very close now – something in my subconscious is making me put things off. I talked about it a little bit on Twitter and a few people wrote me to say “Then don’t end it!” But that’s not the real issue. The comic has to end. I’m just making excuses and getting in my own way.
At any rate, the next comic is a large single panel and will likely be the last appearance of Victor. Having realized the damage that he’s done, Victor is now on the run. Get your hankies out. I’m a little bit sad thinking about it.
Hopefully, it won’t take me nearly two weeks to produce.
Thanks again for your patience, everyone. We’re almost to the finish line.
…and with that, Victor bids adieu – back to his home in the Ukraine.
Thanks, Victor – for all the laughs and threats of physical violence.
What are some of your favorite moments? Share them in the comments below. I’d love to read them!
You probably didn’t think it was going to happen did you? The updates are getting farther and farther apart, I know.
I feel like the last couple of weeks have been moving so quickly. Illness, public speaking, lots of distractions. But I’ve already penciled the comic after this one. I keep trying to make up ground.
As you can see, we’ve skipped ahead three months into the final arc of the comic. In a way, I’m relieved that I can go back to drawing “talking heads” against their usual backdrops, wearing their usual costumes without having to add layers and layers of smoke, fire and lighting effects.
In another way, I’m profoundly sad – and I think you know why.
I probably have about 5 or 6 comics left in me. That doesn’t sound like much. But as things have been going, that probably puts me on pace to wrap things up by the end of the year.
I know I said I’d end the comic on August 6. That didn’t happen. But wrapping things up in December feels okay to me, too. I tend to put a lot of personal emphasis on the end of the year and the sea change emotionally it seems to conjure in me. So the sense that I’m closing a chapter in the Book of My Life will likely feel more profound.
So anyway, that’s all I have for now. More comics on the horizons. A few more jokes to tell. Oh, and before it’s all over, you’ll find out where Charlie and Jimmy end up.
Thanks again for your patience. Happy Halloween!