All right. This “no scheduled updates” experiment has gone less swimmingly than I’d hoped. Basically, I’m still trying to figure out how to deal with my depression; I thought a lack of scheduling would eliminate having to apologize for late strips due to chemical imbalance. My overall mood been better lately, but the comic has not been party to this uptick in positivity. I’ve felt Wighthouse burnout keenly the past few weeks.

I’m not going away, not yet. Seeing as how I’ve only got four strips left in the current chapter, though, I don’t really want to let them out in dribs and drabs. I’ll do my damndest to get them all done, and probably run them all in a single week. After that, I have an idea of what I’d like to do next, but…all I can say at this point is, “We’ll see.”