One of my Back Burner Comics has come to the forefront, by virtue of being written in Google Docs (Drive, I guess, now?).

As I reported last time on Once in a Friggin' Blue Moon, my real computer is dead, and I'm on a loaner, without the sort of photo-editing capabilities I need, and don't have a scanner right now.

Also as reported last time, I am working on many, many pages of Spiader Webs, but my need to do things in the right order has stalled me as I wait to get a bottle of refill ink for my Spiader-coloured pen. It ran out half-way through a battle with Spiaders. Awkward. So, until I can order ink, that's been Percy'd (Percy is my rat. He likes to bury things under other things so you can't see his things) away out of sight so it won't taunt me, and I've turned to something else to fill my Art Hole every day.

Turns out I have everything I have written for the comic currently going under The Chameleon War: A Future History stored on the interwebs, and more than a few bits of concept art I'd drawn over the years socked away in various places.

So now I have a lot more of it written than I did, and have been drawing rather a lot more than I have for the past year or so. This is a link to a few photos of pictures. The password is "Thouvan"

Oh, and the inspiration for Persephone came home from two years in India, which means that a) I've been collecting inspiration by the cartload, as we are now housemates, and 2) I've been able to add pages and pages and pages of plot and character development that had been missing to the beginning of The Chameleon War. 

Wait, what? 

Near the beginning of this comic, the passengers of Taran Transport 6, which consists of about 300 Taran soldiers bound for war on a distant planet, and about a hundred civilians, are stranded on an alien planet for six months, negotiating with the locals for the right to repair their ship and leave. The planet in question, and the characters our intrepid heroes interact with while there, are the BrainChildren of dear miss Persephone.

It really, really helps when your writing partner is on the same continent as you are...

Some time in June, my computer died. Mid July, I was given a loaner, but it has neither any sort of photo-editing capability, nor enough room to install any. Also, the cord to my scanner appears to have been eaten by one of my rats.

Therefore, while I am writing, drawing, colouring and charging ahead, I currently have no way of getting the pages (and pages, and pages) of comic that I've been working on to the internet.

And you know what? At the moment, I'm okay with that. I mean, I am eagerly awaiting the moment I have the money to fix my computer and get everything scanned and lettered and uploaded with buffer to spare.

But until then, I am happy to draw (and draw, and draw) and not worry about getting it out there to the world.

So. Lets look at this not as a long, long period of inactivity (which for others it is), but as a long, long period of stockpiling.

I'll let you know when I've got enough...