I don't think Wings is anything more than a working title. I've only written chapter 1 so far, not sure what's going to happen when I get to chapter 2-6. Hmmm.

( Anyway, here's page 4. )

More of the page-a-day, or anyway, page every-few-days comic:

( right here )

1) Finally! A good wordcount day! I was beginning to wonder, there.

1539 on the book which, no really, I think the end is in sight this time. (Although I am sure I can and will complicate it further for myself.) And 239 on a completely unrelated story, of which I have no idea where's it's going. Also, I'm mostly writing it while the tiny human takes a bath.* He really likes bathtime. He may be the 1st child ever to have "Bath" as his first word, said in tones of great and convincing excitement.

* ETA: let me clarify. Ben read this and was horrified at the thought of my typing merrily away at the computer (not located in the bathroom) while our precious progeny potentially drowned. While the small human splashes about, and throws Bitey the crocodile into the water with a most satisfactory displacement of water, and otherwise occupies himself, I sit on the toilet (lid down) and scribble away with a pen in a notebook. If he says "Ah!" (his favorite syllable), or splashes me, I put the pen down and go play with him. This story might be kind of disjointed, actually.


2) Also, we have a drip in our bathtub. Drip may be a misnomer; what we really have is a torrent.

"Hmmm," said the maintenance guy, "that's really going. What an antique! That's the original fixture." (building dates back to 1920s, I believe) "Wow, I'm gonna have to ask (landlord's name redacted) about that. I'm going to coordinate with the plumber, cause I gotta see this."

I can hear it gushing as I type this. Also, the landlord is finally getting around to locating and sealing the hole the possum came in through. ("I see the problem," says maintenance guy. "They can just crawl up that pipe and walk in like a sidewalk!") Considering that repairs are usually effected with the all the racing speed of molasses in January, this is pretty good for them.

3) Page 2 of the comic ( after the cut )

When I was in college, I did a fun project in which I took a sketchbook, pretraced a panel on each page, and then drew and inked a page a day. It was fun. I'm a little more pressed for time these days, so I don't know if I'll get to it daily, but...

( ...here it is )

Wordcount for March: 24,878.  I fell short of my 1000 words a day goal, but that's still more words than I've ever written in a month before, so I am pleased.

I also found a project that I abandoned midstream 9 years ago, and it is not the festering pile of crap I remembered, so I think I'm going to finish it.  It's nice when something you personally made exceeds your last remembrance of it, although not looking at it for a couple of years may have helped.  It's a panel a day kind of thing, and there are a few panels that are in dire need of redrawing, but for the nonce, they stay the way they are.

I also want to start a shiny new panel a day thing, but this time I am planning out a vague idea of where it's going so I don't get derailed.  That was certainly part of why I stopped the old one, which was more of a draw whatever occurs to me kind of thing.  It actually holds together okay, in retrospect.  Thanks, brain, for working that one out for me.

And now, to write stuff.