It has been a least three months since I've drawn a comic page. Long hours of hard employment have taken their toll and when it comes time to sit down and draw, I find myself exhausted and frustrated. I am incredibly rusty and lacking in self motivation to do any form of comics. What happen to the hunger? The fire that raged inside has become a smolder and I am stuggling to find any kindling to get it going again.
I can only hope, with the help of a few partners in crime, I can be inspired to push on. And once the rust begins to flake off, the fire will burn, raging like a wildfire in the dry brush.