Friday , November 6 , 2009

    Posted by:

    Sarah

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Apparently Brighton's soft focus and roses are no match for Melody's unbridled carnal lust for dat ass. Though to be fair, Brighton lasted longer than I would have. Melody's expression in the first panel alone would be enough to set me gaping and drooling.

Then again, I have a thing for blondes, so.

Incidentally, I'm pretty happy with... well, everything in this strip, pretty much. I don't even mind so much that the backgrounds are nothing but gradients, because hey - normally there's no background at all.

Those of you who've been keeping count will notice that we are nearly to our 69th strip. And if you think we're just naughty enough to commemorate that somehow... well, you're right.

All in all, regarding this one: favourite strip so far? Yeah. I think so.

~sjh
    Posted by:

    James

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Watch carefully the mating habits of the wild North American Lesbian in its natural habitat! While most often their ritualistic dialogues can play out for months, even years, there are, on occasion, individual members of the species that seem to be endowed with an unprecedented instinct regarding precisely what audiovisual cues and hormonal triggers are necessary to lure a mate into their grasp. Some of you may be familiar with the North American Lesbian's distant cousin, the Nipponese Lesbian, in which this "mojo" manifests in one of its most potent forms. Lesbologists agree that one of the most interesting displays in all of nature is the interaction of two individuals possessing "mojo" as they play out a dizzying game of dominance that, in the end, leaves everyone a winner.

Anyway, yeah, this is definitely one of the best strips we've done so far. I'm happy with what I managed to pull off with relatively little text, and the strip itself looks damn good. This whole thing is a learning process, and if we keep working at it there'll be no place to go but up.

Now that the keel of my life has sort of evened out a bit, I've been able to sit down and actually get back to writing things that have been left by the wayside for...it's probably been nearly a year now. Maybe more than that. Anyway, the last flakes of burnout seem to have been shaken away, letting me get back into the habit of writing on a daily basis. It basically boils down to me feeling like myself again, understanding that my best work happens when I write what I enjoy and don't give a flying fuck what other people think about its value as Literature. Because dammit, I like writing about smart, well-adjusted women running around being awesome, kicking ass, and taking names, no matter what genre I'm in. And if I so happen to want to have a climactic showdown between a demon-thing elder god that can unmake reality and a group of heroes whose only advantage is that through sheer hot-bloodedness they can bend reality back, I'll write that, too. Because I do Fun, not Literature. I'd rather people enjoy themselves when they read my material than feel the weight of some heavy lesson being foisted upon them.

Because, honestly? The world is a difficult enough place to live in without people like Edith Wharton making it harder for us. FUCK The Age of Innocence. Fuck. It.

You may have gathered, but I don't like Edith Wharton. I just want to make that absolutely clear, in case any of you missed.

-James