It's a new life. I loved making comics for a living, but it was just too hard to keep making them when I was constantly worried about my security. I hope you can understand. Thank you for reading as long as you have. You made me feel like a star, no matter how small or how briefly, but a star nonetheless. I thank you.
Sometime mid-May I hope to start doing bi-monthly comic for gURL. I have to finish my Rachel-Sparrow storyline. I was going in a particular direction with it, and I don't like leaving loose strings hanging. Rachel's got a love interest, and we finally know that Sparrow isn't just a bitch but has horribly low self-esteem. There is so much left unsaid!
If you donated money to help with my jaw and want to retract your offer, I understand. I won't be self-employed much longer, and if you feel cheated that your donation is no longer supporting a struggling comicker's quest for a straight jaw but now just a struggling young person's quest for said jaw, I will understand. Drop me a note, and I can refund your donation with the click.
What makes me feel most terrible is that I get all these emails from girls telling me that I've inspired them to make comics and that I've shown them that they can make their dreams a reality. I feel like I've let them down. I'm so sorry. You should not give up making comics. I will not. The world may not be ready to support many full-time chick comickers, but it's close. Please do not give up on your dreams
I had actually started investigating getting a real job before Joe proposed, so this has nothing to do with my future wedding. Like I said, it's all finances. At the end of the year, I just could not make the numbers work. So I will no longer be the girl who makes comics for a living. Now I will be the girl who designs sites/graphics and does comics as a hobby.
But I try to look on the bright side. You can't make comics about life unless you've lived, and at least now I'll have a solid hobby instead of "being my job". And once I'm in Raleigh, I can start getting my jaw fixed. I'm really excited about that, of course.
I spent most of this week in Raleigh, job hunting and moving stuff in. I should be fully moved-in by the 7th of April. It will be a strange new land, far from the bosom of my mountains, far from my dog and my mother and my friends. It will be very scary and probably lonely, even though I'll have Joe. (You wouldn't happen to live in Raleigh, would you?)
Men complicate everything. I had a nice job lined up here until he proposed! Then I had to carefully weigh my options. Stay, wait, go? In the end I chose to move to Raleigh because there are more design jobs and more opportunities for education and advancement there. Unfortunately, it's also hot and a commuter community, which means I'll have to drive a lot. I dislike that immensely. I hate cars, I hate driving. It's like throwing out an hour of your life every time you get in one. I will need many books on cassette tape (not CD, my car is from 1995, yo) to console me.
But I hope to move closer to where Il work so I might not have to commute. And some day I may even have a motorcycle again, to further help with gas.
So that's it. I feel like it's the end of an era. I kept it weekly for one year and five months. It's been so much fun. I already miss it.
Thank you very much. For everything.