Oh, like anyone’s really surprised I’m a giant weeaboo. I did an entire comic series called “Bishounen Boys Who Sing”!

I think I owe an apology to JK Rowling, Joss Whedon, Russell T. Davies…. Etc… Etc… Karma is a bitch.

Ah, the waiting game sucks. Let’s play Hungry Hungry Hippos! –Homer Simpson

Yeah, so I’m a little glass half empty…

The writer in me wants to protest this… The fangirl in me really can’t blame him.

I have trouble accepting praise, okay?

I actually think it’s good for me to draw shirtless guys. It helps even the playing field. And there is always a VERY valid reason for scantily-clad-men-ness.

What a difference a few months makes.

Oh reality… Such a harsh mistress. I’d have more chance to be lazy with a nine to five!

I suppose it could be worse. I could be an animator. “I made one second of footage!” really doesn’t sound impressive. Just to be clear: When I say “Two whole pages” I mean going from drawing in pencil all the way to full rendered, coloured shading.