Fri, Jan 27, 2012 Man. I really hope this isn't one of those times where you're reading a story and you roll your eyes and go "oh, come on!" in a really exasperated tone and you lose just that much respect for me, the author.
I really hope it isn't.

Wed, Jan 18, 2012 SOPA sucks! That's my news post, right there.
Look, I ain't eloquent at this political stuff. I would have blacked out my site or something, but I didn't. Anyway, it's not my day to update so who would know? Just go somewhere else, like... El Goonish Shive! They've got a bunch of links and stuff. Or Shortpacked! Or, Hell, Equestria Daily, if you're so inclined. Go. Go and I can feel like I've been good today.

Wed, Jan 4, 2012 Uhg. I know, I know... I've betrayed you. I've resorted to Photoshop Fonting. Computer text. The ultimate Zebra-Sin. I'm sorry, but this particular block of comic was one heckuvva Frankenstein's monster. It was a last resort, but I had to do it. Seriously, this thing was a mess and I had to get stupid creative here.
Man, I'm slipping further and further. I have to get back to the Friday schedule. I'll try and finish the page by the end of the week, make a real push and get straight.
And then maybe I'll do the final "Joe Does Something" animation. I wonder what my new donation incentive should be? Probably unique sketches and illustrations, like other comics do. But I hate to tease.
Or, no, wait... maybe I love it.
But I won't tease you right now. You're wondering the Hell's going on, aren't you? Well if you want to know who Pan Twardowski is, heck, I'll throw you a bone. He's a Polish folk hero, go and wiki him. If any genuine Polish people take issue with my characterization, let me know. I'm just trynna be cute.

Tue, Dec 27, 2011 I promised you fan fiction, and now I'll deliver. It should have been before you much, much sooner, and for that I apologize. A little. But here's what you don't know... it's not just Zebra Girl fiction. It's more. That's because it's from the brilliant mind that brought you the legendary... well, it would be legendary if this comic had a significantly larger fanbase... but almost certainly one of the best stories on this site, Damaged, the Johnny the Homicidal Maniac crossover event. He also gave us a very verrah nice dip into the Harry Dresden mythos which served as a kind of prequel, I'll Show You Around. I recommend you read the living crap out of both of these stories, because they are now part of what he calls the Shadowverse, the author's own dark take on a divergent timeline where Sandra and her former friends cross paths with characters from all walks of urban fantasy.
Really, I just thought that it was high time Skullduggerant (as he now wishes to be known as) had his own section, like Stacy Dooks. Writers who submit content this meaty deserve a room of their own on this site.
So settle in and start reading the long-awaited continuation of Damaged, Dead End Villain. Trust me, it's good. I read it! And already I can't wait to find out what happens next.

Mon, Dec 19, 2011 I'll get that fan fiction sorted next week. I have to get this off my chest first.
It's just been a tough damn season. You know? Jerry Robinson... Joe Simon... Ricky Garduno... it's incredible how these things seem to come in cycles. That's three cartoonists/creators gone, each of them a star in their own right. Of course, I didn't travel in the same circles as these gentlemen, though Mr. Garduno was a webcartoonist, and I tend to feel some sense of fellowship which, in this case, increases the gravitas of his passing. I never spoke to him beyond perhaps the occasional post in a Dumm comics discussion. But he was there, you know? Close by. Like a neighbor you don't know, but you know of. Someone who helps make up the tapestry of the neighborhood.
Which is not to say I don't feel for Jerry Robinson and Joe Simon, as well. In all honesty, they were never really anything but names to me. Like movie stars. But you feel those losses poignantly, after a fashion. You notice those stars aren't in the sky anymore. It feels weird. The world seems emptier, less familiar, because there's that much less light in the sky.
Oh, but I'm getting too maudlin now. Really, there's not quite that much reason to be mopy. Jerry and Joe lived to be 89 and 98, respectively (ah, fate, what a quirky little thing you are). Those are good, long lives, by anyone's standards. Both men got to see their creations grow into firmly entrenched staples of popular culture, even history. What more can anyone want?
But the same can't quite be said for Ricky. 35 years isn't much space in which to make your mark. He deserved more. We all do, I guess.
Ah well.
All I can do is suggest you acquaint yourself with his doings. He was a storyboard artist, illustrator, humorist... look him up, and, hopefully, find yourself inspired or enriched one way or another. That's pretty much what we cartoonists are here for. Though I'll warn you, Ricky wasn't the sort of guy who pulled punches. In fact, as cartoons go, his punches were pretty damn hard. So make sure you're of a sturdy constitution before you explore his body of work. It has strange crevices.
I guess that's all I can do from here.

Mon, Dec 12, 2011 Man. I keep forgetting how much work those little lines are. No wonder I switched to Prismacolor. Well I'm wasted right now. I was going to try to post something fiction-ish, but I'm waiting for the author to get back to me. Maybe next week. Or, wait... what time is it?
Oh. Crap.
Maybe later this week, then.

Mon, Dec 5, 2011 Hey, remember these guys? What an incredible coincidence that out of all the many demons there presumably are, Sandra just happens to land near them.
So hey, I'm back. I'm feeling pretty okay, in case you were worried. You were, right...? That's alright, I know you were. It's okay, it can be left unsaid. So let's just settle back into our half-page-a-week schedule and oh wait! I wanted to mention I've got the whole rest of the Volume 1 books in, and I'll be shipping the rest of them out soon. If you're one of the few who hasn't gotten your order yet, well, they're on their way.
Completely changing the subject here, why didn't anyone tell me the fan fiction archive was so screwed up? Took me like a day to iron out all that mess. Sorry for messing up your pages especially, Bren. They're better now.
Speaking of fan fiction, I've been waiting for a good time to bust out some new stuff. And this isn't it! Maybe next week. I'm the God! I'm the God! Ha ha aah. Controlling things is nice.

Fri, Nov 25, 2011 Hey. I'm kind of sick, so. So there. No, this is a different thing. I got a minor head cold, and I'm getting over it pretty quickly, but it's enough to keep me off my game, which I was already off of.
That's it.
I have no clever way to segue away from this.
We'll just try again next week.

Fri, Nov 18, 2011 Hey you. News. The next comic may not be forthcoming very quickly. Yeah, again. Just been so yawn busy. Yeaahhh. But! The fruits of my labor shall present themselves. The rest of the books are in! Well, a box's worth, anyway, with the rest on their way. So all you who've ordered can expect the best book ever made to be sent to you soon, and mine too, and those of you who've been holding off on ordering are back to square one in the excuse department. And, of course, I'll be attending the Allentown Comic Con tomorrow fully loaded and thirsty for the bloody thrill of the sell. I'll see you there. Unless you don't come. In which case I will not, and may never.
C'est la vie.
Lastly, I know you're probably still bitterly, bitterly angry and disappointed over the comic this week, but this is bigger than you and me. My attention was drawn to an online campaign which I believe has merit. I ask you, check it out and see if you agree. Remember, the censorship should seldom set sail, for it is a ship which travels murky waters. I just came up with that, right now. Really. I am so damned smart.