Episode 14: The Paradox
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Episode 14: The Paradox
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A bit of a late upload, but he's here!! OwO
Also… I'm officially out of backup pages :') So I'll probably take a week or two to decide whether to post what I have atm or send the comic on summer break, so that I won't have to make an even longer break during the study year, when I will have less time to draw pages. That way the comic will release continuously for longer. Most probably I will pick the second option, but I'd like to hear your thoughts!
I saw a post about webcomic artists overworking themselves and went like. Yeah. I should probably be more chill about it. Especially since I work for myself. On my own. With other responsibilities as well….. So I think giving myself extra time over the summer sounds like a good idea :)
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Carrot give nightmare some slack, his brother has changed completely but your brother is still the same friendly guy you know, nightmare has changed and you need to give him a chance, he really needs some slack ok? If you won't be nice to him for us or for him be nice to him for blue
"Coupling him to Harrow had been rather like yoking a doughnut to a cobra."
(About) Ortus Nigenad
Muir, Tamsyn. Gideon the Ninth. New York, Tor, 2019.
... some of us are born in the wrong place, the whole of our childhood is like being shipwrecked on a desert island, we ache with a homesickness without knowing what home is yet.
Fredrik Backman, My Friends