This does happen, from time to time. My brain decides to tell me, “Why do you keep on drawing? You’re not even that good. No one actually sees it. You’re buried by the algorithm. You’re not even making money off of it. Why even try?” But then comes the question – what should I be… Continue reading A Heaping Helping of Not Helping
Well hey! Haven’t drawn the Mind Drews for a while. And by a while, I mean since 2016. So their return is a bit overdue.
So the last time I wrote something that could be classified as “fanfiction,” I was probably 10. It was some weird Powerpuff Girls meets Little Red Riding Hood piece that only made sense in a 10-year-old logic kind of way. Also drew plenty of fanart – pretty sure I still have some of it logged… Continue reading Future in Writing
I know what you’re thinking. And I agree! “Jamboree” and “haberdashery” are two wonderfully underutilized words. I know you’re also probably thinking things like, “Drew, what the hell is this?” and “What ARE those things coming off of Bopfenmuth’s body?” and “Is Puffkyth okay?” Really don’t have clear answers for the first two, but I… Continue reading It’s a Trip!
Really trying to adopt this motto into my own life. I mean, there isn’t more that we can do except live one day at a time, right? Doesn’t do any good trying to live too far in the future. This is admittedly easier said than done, especially for someone like me, whose anxiety just LOVES… Continue reading A Chat: Answers
This right here is probably the core of my own anxiety: lack of control. Unable to do anything but watch everything spin wildly and wishing I could reach out and fix it. I would like to follow this by saying: I am fine. In this moment, I’m good. But I have had moments like this. … Continue reading A Chat: The World’s on Fire
Uh oh. If Eliza’s feeling off, you know there’s a problem.
I dunno, Lars. Judging from how we were this past Sunday when our modem did decide to die following a power outage, it was a bit of a catastrophe. Also kind of sad.
Saturday. I was at work, doing what I needed to do, collecting books to be placed on hold, trying not to think about anything super hard. I’m just about done when I hear this noise. No idea where it came from, almost sounded like some kid that was either really upset or super excited (hard… Continue reading Breathe Easy
Last week. My god. Last week was one of the longest, most excruciating weeks I have had the displeasure of experiencing period. Like, all of the anxiety I’ve had during 2020 was jammed into the span of a week and heightened to levels that I haven’t felt in years. All due to a very particular… Continue reading Last Week