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Punishment:

Now, what exactly is the tragedy when something like this happens? Is it the hard work that went into the penciling being lost forever, right when I was feeling that I was getting back into it? Is it the hour or so of time that is now lost and wasted? Is it the loss of paper, something I’m already starting to reuse the backs of old comics for? Is it the waste of liquid that is now all over the floor and makes my room smell like mildew-y coffee-substitute?

I don’t know, some sort of mix, I assume. Still, this, coupled with the either missing or never-done page 52, I am getting my first taste of setbacks in a project I already know I’m committing two years to.

Bright sides? I shouldn’t have been drinking that mildew-y coffee-substitute anyways, and now maybe the redrawn page will be better?

I don’t know. Also, I still haven’t found that missing pen.

ANYWAYS,

Here’s something that is NOT a drag. A little bit of a song, some sort of bizarre surf demon trance.

Spooks

It’s called Spooks, but that title is sort of a placeholder.

But hey, I’m starting to think more seriously at what Album #5 (so many!) is going to be like!