Original Release Date: April 7, 2009
It occurred to me when I got to this page that Renee has been running around all over the place in heels for quite some time now. The joke in panel seven was a last-minute addition, an acknowledgement of my complete lack of understanding of this choice of shoe in this situation.
The first part of this panel looks a little weird. They're in the dome of the death ray, but there's no sky, just a light gray background. I would have done that differently today.
Other than that, this page is pretty good! Everybody is emotionally charged, and it brings tremendous energy to this page. Stu is still in a rage and doesn't want to give Pratt up. Pratt's lackeys are desperate to get him back. Mike and Renee have to try to convince Stu to drop everything and get out of there before they're all killed. Everybody is stressed, both for their own reasons, and because the clock is ticking before the Hired Goon Association arrives in force and cleans house. Stu reluctantly has to give Pratt up, but he knows Pratt is in major trouble with the goons now, so it isn't a total loss.
The last panel marks the fall of Pratt's would-be empire. This is an odd case where the Hired Goon Association does something good for the world. It's not for the benefit of the citizens of San Francisco, at large, mind you--the goons are only here to wipe away a blemish within their organization. Also, for revenge, since Pratt tried to bamboozle them.
After a pretty serious hiatus from drawing, I have taken up pencil and paper again, putting serious work into my next project, Six Legs, No Heart, a comic about young homeowners fighting giant cockroaches. I will not meet my anticipated deadline of late summer to early fall, but might have it done in time for Christmas. If not then, Cape Comic Con 2017. I've also picked up a commission in the last 24 hours. I have major confidence issues in my artwork, but when I get on a roll, my art starts to look much better as I work out the inks, and my quickness improves, as well.
I feel good about my progress. I know that drawing and creating are really important to me because not doing those things makes me feel terrible. When life gets busy and I get tired, I look at my derelict drawing table and just feel sorry for myself, wishing I was doing something other than sitting around, spending my evenings vegging out after a long day. Even when there isn't a lot of time to spend creating, 15 or 20 minutes of drawing makes me feel so much better than drawing nothing because there's "not enough time." It's really easy to forget this, though. I wrote a blog some time ago urging people not to wait for the perfect time to do the things that are important to them, because there's never a perfect time. Naturally, I posted that blog and almost immediately stopped following my own advice.
Anyway, now that I'm on a roll, I need to stay productive and ride the power of positivity. (New Day rocks.)