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    Get To Work Dammit

    This is sort of a ramble-rant, but follow me…

    I’m working on The Grinder, and I’m thinking of switching to espresso from Diet Coke because I got a long way until morning, if you catch my drift. Then I started to think about coffee, and coffee shops, and all the people that are writing in coffee shops. What the hell, people? I can’t work at a coffee shop – extended periods of coffee means I get up to take a piss every ten minutes, which means no extended periods of work.

    So are you really working? Or are you posing?

    I’ve sat in a coffee shop and journaled a bit, but I’ll be honest: I’m only sitting there an hour tops. Plus, I wouldn’t qualify journaling as “work.” For me, the real work gets done from about 7pm to 1am roughly.

    I guess I’m saying: to all you writers out there – nut it up and don’t just work at the coffee shop. I hope you are pulling the late nights every once in awhile because you love it that much.

    I know I am.

    I’d post a shot of what I’m working on, but I’m working on a double page spread of Atlantic fucking City so I’m a little busy.

    Christian
    Nov 30, 04:11 AM
    # 1

    Where exactly is Atlantic fucking City? I looked it up on Google Maps and couldn’t find it… but Google Maps has been known to be unreliable at times.

    Seriously, though, good luck with your dps. The stuff I’ve seen from the Grinder so far is great. Truly your best stuff so far. Keep it up, my friend.

    On a side note, Megan’s mom saw the pages you left at our house and was complaining about all the swearing. Megan had to explain that you didn’t write it and that it wasn’t intended for children anyway. I think that the idea that not all comics are for kids blew her mind. That and the existance of black and white comics and the concept of comic coloring. Coincidentally, she immediately equated coloring to kids with coloring books. Pretty hilarious.

    Megan
    Nov 30, 05:50 AM
    # 2

    It had to have been one of the funniest conversations I have had with my mom in a long time. I found it hilarious that I was trying to explain coloring to my mom. I was so not the right person and desperately wished that one of you had been there to save me. Christian also missed the part where she asked me “where is the hero.” I was confused and she said you know the person that saves everyone. Gotta love moms.

    Max
    Dec 1, 12:58 AM
    # 3

    I’m so happy that I wasn’t there for that. That just sounds too painful.

    tiM
    Dec 5, 06:44 AM
    # 4

    yo-this post is classic Max anger

    Max
    Dec 5, 07:56 AM
    # 5

    I grew my goat back this week – coincidence?!?

    tiM
    Dec 6, 03:08 AM
    # 6

    oh my, do I see a Mickey’s Handgrenade in your future?

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