Brb

This post is way overdue.

Sorry I haven’t posted in a while, I’ve just been finding it really hard to be creative lately.

The short version is I got hit with burnout again. It’s been a bad one. I felt depressed, lost, and I basically ran off into a metaphorical forest to hide for a while.

I started questioning everything. Do I still enjoy drawing comics? Do I still enjoy anything? Do I even have hobbies outside of all this? What’s my goal here?

Eventually, I started making new Plucked Up comics for patrons again. That seems to be my post-burnout ritual at this point. They’re a longer format than my usual Loading Artist comics, and I think that shift in structure makes the wall I’m banging my head against feel a little softer. Maybe doing something different is part of the answer?