I’m at it again. Since I’m trying to get strips done in time for PAX, the most time effective method is appreciated. With this, I looked at my blank sketchbook and said to myself, “I bet I can get this done faster if I did it all in Photoshop.” Whether or not that’s true is up for debate, but I had more fun inking than I have in a long time. This might be a trend, it might not.
Oddly enough, I can’t express in words how fun it has been to pen Brain’s loquacious dialogue. And with his saving moves in today’s strip, it’s not unreasonable to imagine him as a kind of secret superhero. I dub him the Logophile, lover of words (mostly because I couldn’t find a better one), with a signal thusly:

Who knows where he may strike, what dastardly deeds he shall circumnavigate, what perilous perdition he shall vanquish with a lash of his tongue!
…Hey, a girl can dream.
Happy Towel Day! For those not in the know, it’s a celebration of the life and works of Douglas Adams, author of the unassailable Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy series. Mr. Adams has been influencing me ever since I played H2G2 as an interactive fiction game when I was but a youth, before I read any of the books. There’s something so dry, so observant, so…British about his wonderful writings. He is and always will be missed.
As a tribute, I drew Daniel all dressed to the nines, towel in hand. (Click to enlarge.)
In fine Adams tradition, I didn’t quite manage to get my drawing up in time, but hey, just pretend we’re all on the West Coast, mmkay? ;)
The grand, inaugural show I’ve been waiting for for months is now at a close. I am in mourning. From what I’ve read, the show was enjoyable, at least for those exhibiting, within whose ranks I humbly toiled. Read on for my takes on C2E2 from both a fan and an exhibitor’s point of view.
As many of you have heard, I’ve quit my regular day job. I won’t go into reasons why except to say concentrating on the strip was one of them. There will be no interruption of your regularly scheduled comics (get me, I sound like the CTA), but I’ll have to revise my schedule as appropriate. Wighthouse will be the better for it. Que sera sera…*spins off into the clover, arms outstretched*
I’d like to talk a bit about the comic.
You may have noticed that there’s a lighthouse in the top banner. You may have also noticed that Wighthouse’s selling points within the banner mention both a lighthouse and a ghost. You may have keenly noticed that almost three months in, besides the first three comics, neither of these things have appeared in the strip.
These are the byproducts of being a fledgling storyteller. When I started Wighthouse, I planned this opening funeral gambit merely to lay the foundation for the rest of the story. It’s taken me longer than I thought. Rest assured, ghosts are waiting in the wings, ready to perform their eldritch duties. All will come together. I also intend to improve the site sometime soon, especially the comments system, of which I’m not fond, and better typefaces. (File this under “famous last words,” as I’m still fussing with my comicking schedule and have issues with PHP.)
And even if the above has not rustled the merest feather of your composure and you haven’t even noticed the plot, it’s been bugging me, so therein lies my justification.

