Feeling so-o-o-o-o uninspired. Bleh. Spent a bit of time at Ground, mostly just reading Sock, but sketched a little, even though the light was on the dim side.
I’m trying something new: I’ve started writing out one of my comics ideas as if it were prose. Not quite exactly as prose - I'm taking less care with stylistic niceties than I would if the prose were going to be the finished product, and paying more attention to visual details. But still. Just a few paragraph so far. Two or three hundred words. My two protagonists haven’t even met yet. But it’s something. It’s forced me to make a few decisions, work out some details.