Monday, January 14, 2008

I am still here!

Hello again. I know it's been a while and you've probably all buggered off to more interesting blogs (ie. ones that update more than once a month!), but I thought I'd post anyway, just to keep my end up. If nothing else, a blog is just the 21st Century way of talking to yourself!
Hope you all had a good Christmas and New Year. Mine was okay, it had its ups and downs, but for the most part, it was good. Except for the unbearably grim TV they thought was appropriate for the festive season. I didn't watch much telly this Christmas, but the bits I did see were mostly shite.
There's loads of things I want to write (more accurately, moan) about, but I'm busy working and drawing. I'm on the last stretch of Septic Isle now, I'm about three-quarters done, and just about to start the big bloody denouement, which I'm looking forward to, God help me. There's nothing I love drawing more than graphic violence! I hate it in real life, you understand, but you can't beat a good, brutal, comic-book punch up. It should all be finished for the end of the month, so normal blog service should be resumed by then. There might even be some pics from the aforementioned strip as soon as I sort my malfunctioning scanner. I think my scanner may need some persuading with a clawhammer. Like I said, I hate violence.
So, I'm still (just about) alive, and I hope you're all okay, too!

4 comments:

jamie said...

...and we're all dying to see your work on sceptic isle.

BB said...

Good to hear(read)from you and glad to see that you're not dead. Seriously.

Madeley said...

Any Christmas you can walk away from is a good one.

Mick said...

Jamie: thanks for that, I'll get some images up soon. But not from 'Sceptic Isle', that's probably a book about an island full of people who don't believe anything without proof. They probably don't even believe it is an island they're on.

BB: You sound so concerned! I am seriously alive, so fret no longer.

Madeley: I think I limped away from last Christmas, shaking my head and muttering. It was like being in a car accident, I imagine.