Night Terrors

3 panels. Panel 1: me, my partner and our cat are in bed. He and the cat are asleep. I am awake. The words 'I need to pee' are written above me. Panel 2: I close my eyes. 'No ... I can hold it. Only 4 hours until morning.' Panel 3: my eyes are open. 'I can't hold it.
3 panels. Panel 1: I reach over and turn the light on and say 'Sorry, I need the light on. So I can see if the monster comes for me.' Panel 2: I walk nervously to the door. Panel 3: I walk nervously down the hall to the bathroom.
3 Panels: Panel 1: I am sitting on the toilet, sound effect *pssssssssssssss*. Panel 2: I am on the toilet. Sound effect through wall *thud* and *pat pat pat pat pat pat pat*. Panel 3: I reach for the toilet paper and say 'oh no.'
3 panels. Panel 1: I nervously peek out the bathroom and down the hall. There's nothing there. Panel 2: I nervously peek into the bedroom. Nothing is amiss, but a sound effect begins behind me, *pat pat pat pat* Panel 3: my partner sits up in bed and yells 'Hurry! He's coming!' I am running toward the bed, the sound effect increases *pat pat pat Pat Pat Pat PAT PAT PAT*
A cat is latched to my leg, biting evily, there is blood, I scream 'MOTHERFU--'

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Our cat, Percy, has come up with a new game. He likes it very much. I do not.

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Walk

3 panels. First panel, I sit on a couch, dinosaur looks out window and says 'It's lovely outside! Let's go for a walk!' Second panel, I say, 'Counterpoint...' Third panel, I have flopped backward and am having a nap.

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It’s been a little while since I’ve posted a comic, and that’s largely because, well … I’ve been asleep a lot.

It’s just my usual Chronic Fatigue Syndrome fatigue (which comes and goes and will continue to come and go) and it’s actually lifted a lot over the last few weeks compared to how bad it was November/December last year. But, even so, I’m still working on getting back on top of my doing-stuff routine, which includes making comics.

I’m completely fine. I even know exactly what triggered the fatigue to be particularly bad, and it’s nothing to worry about. Still annoying for me, of course, but this is just life with a chronic illness.

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Naps

Cartoon me napping on a couch, cat also napping. Text reads: Naps are pretty good. ... that's it. that's the whole comic.

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… And it looks like I’ll have plenty of opportunity to have them over the next week, as South Australia (where I live) has gone into hardcore lockdown to crush a covid outbreak. In fact, it’s practically my civil duty to nap right now.

UPDATE: Our lockdown lasted 3 days because it turns out the outbreak wasn’t as bad as they first thought. Oh well. I got a few naps in.

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Horror

Comic, 3 panels. Me and partner sit on couch. In panel one, I say 'hey, we should play horror games together this october!' and my partner responds "uh ... I don't love horror, but okay." Panel two, still on couch, room is dark, I am cowering the the fetal position. Partner says 'do you want a go yet?' I say 'nope'. Panel 3. Looks the same as panel 2. My partner says, 'do you want to stop?' I say 'nope'.

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Concentration

The Two Writing Modes: panel one has an abandoned desk. I crouch next to my cat, sleeping in a cat bed, and say 'You're just so distracting today!' the cat is clearly pissed I am bothering him. Panel two has me typing furiously at a desk. Meanwhile, a giant dinosaur foot has crashed through the ceiling. Outside, people are running and things are burning. The cat is hiding on my shoulders, tail floofed up. I am oblivious.

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I have no in between.

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Troubling Questions

3 panels. Panel 1: my bearded partner and I are setting a table. Text "My partner's isolation beard...' Panel 2: '... has added an interesting twist to the age olf game of ...' Panel 3: (I am staring at a hair on the plate in front of me) '... is that a pube?'

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I mean, I’m assuming it’s the beard and one of us isn’t just going bald down there.

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Distractions

3 panels. First panel: comic me is sitting at a desk with my partner. I am putting on headphones and saying "you were right! I work so much better with headphones to cut down distractions!" and my partner replies "i'm glad you like them!" Panel 2: We are working. I am humming softly along with music in my headphones. Panel 3: I am yell-singing "ZOMBIE ZOMBIE EH EH EH" and my partner is looking very distracted.

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He’s loving working from home with me.

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Productivity

Two panels. First panel: text reads 'remember, your productivity ...' comic is in greys and shows a dinosaur looking harassed, rushing around with stacks of paper, scribbling notes, picking things back up while a cat pokes around, trips them up and generally is a bother. Panel 2: text reads '... is not your worth.' Comic is in colour and shows dinosaur and cat napping on a couch.

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I have struggled with this a lot since becoming chronically ill, and even more so since the pandemic started. Sometimes I need the reminder.

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UPDATE: This comic is now available in my store.

I Wrote A Novel*

And immediately I thought to myself, I should write a story about writing that story. It could be meta and funny and clever. I have so many amazing anecdotes about this process, e.g., the time I sat in a Casino for a bit to see what the fuss was about for Research Purposes, or the time I was working in a café like a Proper WriterTM and the waiter actually asked what I was doing and I got to say ‘writing a novel’, or the time used a sword.

So I sat down to write this meta and funny and clever story.

After several months, four abandoned drafts, many unintended tangents into grim trigger-warning topics, an existential crisis, giving up twice, extreme use of the backspace key, and many, many, many cups of coffee all I had to describe writing a novel was …

9 panels of me writing. Several in front of a window with changing seasons. One in a cafe. One in bed. One in a garden. One on the couch.

… a montage.

No, worse than a montage. A montage without a kick-arse soundtrack.

Actually, small request? Could go put on your favourite montage track on. Spotify, mp3 player, CD, tape deck, vinyl, acapella cover band taking requests, however you play your music. Doesn’t matter. Got it? Cool. Now that’s playing, would you mind looking at that last illustration again?

… any better?

Yeah. Figured.

It wouldn’t do. This may come as a shock, but I have standards for this site. Not every loose thought or whim ends up here. I try do an acceptable-if-not-amazing-enough-to-get-widely-known job (and since no one has shared my stuff enough to make me widely-known yet, I assume I’m hitting that sweet spot. This is definitely fine and deliberate and not at all a secret disappointment to me).

I thought a bit harder about what the writing process was actually like, and finally I came up with something else.

3 panels. Panel 1: me lying upside-down on couch. Partner says 'what's wrong?' I say 'I need someone to tell me my writing is amazing'. Panel 2: partner says 'your writing is amazing'. Panel three: I look tortured and yell, in a tortured sort of way 'WHY WOULD YOU TELL ME SUCH A HORRIBLE LIE?'

I thought, better. Much better. It introduces some conflict, reveals character, and does that satisfying thing where I am completely honest about what a terrible person I am but somehow this entertains people rather than driving them away probably because they wrongly assume I am being hyperbolic (and I have just done that thing again by pointing it out). I have finally, in Proper WriterTM terminology, advanced the story.

Excellent. What happens next?

3 panels. Panel 1: me sitting at my desk, looking like I have just come up with an incredible idea. Panel 2: my excitement fading as I realise that idea isn't a real idea after all. Panel 3: me side-eying the reader in apologetic fear.

Here’s the thing.

Writing a novel felt like carrying the one ring to Mordor across an endless plain. It felt like slipping into a Lovecraftian dimension to stare down the old gods. It felt like fighting to the death in an arena for the entertainment of the Capitol (… if all the other tributes were me as well and I was also everyone watching it on TV, anyway).

It took years. I made myself chip away at it, re-write whole drafts, do better each time. I used it as a distraction from my miscarriages, my growing depression, the world. Sometimes the thought of it sitting on my laptop waiting for me kept me hiding in bed in the morning, other times it got me up early.

But all that happened in my head. From the outside, it just looks like a montage. And I don’t have a meta and funny and clever story to tell about writing.

Nevertheless, I have set up a brand spanking new alternate site so I can chat about writing ad nauseum for, ideally, the rest of my life.

Me presenting my laptop with my new site on it and saying 'Ta da!'

Maybe chuck it a follow if that sounds fun?

* Pretty much. Some final polish to go still, but I’ve done four-ish total re-write drafts as well as several editing rounds. It’s there. It exists. I feel I’ve earned use of the phrase ‘I wrote a novel’.

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So my new blog is OVER HERE. It will be different from Silence Killed the Dinosaurs, and Silence Killed the Dinosaurs will absolutely continue as is, unaffected. You do not have to follow the new site, particularly if you have no interest in writing, fantasy novels, or me as a person and not a stick figure. But, if you do, head on over.

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Foot

Panel 1: When I was little I thought a monster would eat me if I left my foot sticking out the blanket [me in bed, foot out] But now I am an adult. Panel 2: [cat with open mouth preparing to bite foot] And I KNOW.

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