I drew this thing in less than an hour … technically.
Saturday night rolled around and I had absolutely no idea what I was going to do this week’s comic about. There were a few ideas that I had, but I didn’t really feel any of them had time to gestate in the ol’ funny incubator. Bringing forth a premature comic into this world is a dangerous task. It’s not yet fully formed and the stresses of criticism could end its life before it even had a chance.
I just began drawing this one as sketches, hoping something would smack me in the face. Luckily, when I started adding random text, this strip congealed into solidity. I furtively inked and colored. Once finished, I took a glance at my computer’s clock to see how many minutes of sleep I would get before I had to go to work in the fast approaching morning.
According to the little bugger, only about fifty-five minutes had passed.
Yep, Daylight Savings Time. Not only did it save daylight, but it saved my ass as well. Not a bad set of circumstances if I do say so myself. Things sure would be a lot better for me if there were 25 hours in a day.
P.S. I got word from a friend that one of my stories might get published in the school’s literary magazine, Grub Street. It’s a short story I had written for my Fiction class over the summer. Decided to go with something serious this time rather than my usual absurd type of writing. Hopefully, y’all will get to see it soon.