A Horrible Fishing For Jumping Off Points
Ol' Jude has been busy lately. Which is odd for those who know me. Sloth-like is a pretty good adjective to describe me, as well as the noun slacker, or the descriptive combination of the two. I'd say it's just that I'm not a morning person, but it all depends on when I decide to drag myself from the depths of the Bed Lagoon. The sun is seldom a factor to me in such matters.

But more than that, Jude has been busy mentally. This ties into why the webcomic is a little behind in its production. Lemme explain...

Douglas Adams, one of the comedy and sci-fi greats of my time, often described the writing process as having to practically tear ideas out of his head to put down on paper. I'm very familiar with this concept, and often likened my writing process to his, practically having to force myself to write anything more than a page long.

Well, except this, but these posts are acts of anger and revelation, not usually creativity.

The entire thing is tedious normally. It's why I enjoy scripting comics, because the punch-line seldom requires too much follow-through. I still have ideas from when I was 4 mired in my head, wanting to be put down on paper (or screen, as it were in this day and age) but unable to find the drive to get them done.

Imagine my surprise when I found myself halfway through completing an entire story, which upon review, still looks pretty nice even without clean-up. And with several others started.

This glut of ideas is rare, and the ease of writing, quite frankly, unprecedented. It's as if my brain took ex-lax and is now expelling "what if" thoughts at me with thunderous flatulence. You know the kind of "what if" thoughts. The kind you get at 3 in the morning when you can't sleep, but are too tired to get up, and forget in the morning. The seeds of stories.

While I apologize for the delay in further sketches, I felt it necessary to inform you it was only due to how such idea cascades function. It's a lot like trying to drink coffee in the rain. Sure, you taste it, but you're surrounded by fluid and cooling down as fast as your warm up. Infuriating, and ultimately it ruins any chance of enjoying the experiences of either.

So what are the stories about? Nuh-uh. Not 'til they're in the can, folks. Or hard drive, as the technological slang goes. However, you folks can still help me out. The idea cascade eventually runs down, and I like to keep it going as long as I can with outside input. So, help a fella out, and toss me the following in the comments page:

1) An occupation. (Regular is fine, but something odd or obscure that I have to look up is good too.)
2) Time periods. (2000 BC, the future, etc.)
3) Animals. (Specific or general species.)
4) A way to kill someone or a motive to kill someone. (One or the other, I don't mind.)
5) Locations. (Lighthouse, city, etc. Be as specific or vague as you like.)
6) A hobby. (Model making, collections, etc.)
7) A fictional person, place, or thing. (From cryptozoology to fairy tales, have at.)
8) A possession. (Gun, pencil case, etc.)
9) An emotion or state of being. (Such as happiness or insanity.)
10) A mode of transportation. (Planes, trains, automobiles, John Candy, etc.)

To avoid too many ideas (a legitimate problem, as you can tell) try to limit the responses to five items or less per category. If I manage to pick a story out of it, I'll personally list the story I'm working on, and who contributed what to it on a later post.

Holy crap, I didn't just invent a meme for writers, did I? Aw, jesus fuck.