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Metal For Two Weeks

Two of my fingers are probably broken. I don’t know for sure because this third-world hellhole I live in doesn’t apply my taxes toward basic needs like GETTING MY BROKEN HAND X-RAYED but anyway, I know what you’re going to ask next. Go ahead, ask it. I’m going to lie, though. And also probably not [...]

Big-Tittied Chainmail Lady (surprisingly, NSFW!)

For those of you who don’t know what the SFWA Bulletin is, it’s a newsletter for members of the Science Fiction and Fantasy Writers of America. We’ve had to work pretty hard over the years to have our work taken seriously, since many people are still dismissive of “spaceships and unicorns.” SFWA is a bit [...]

You Look Like an Artist

If it doesn’t play, click here. For legal purposes, I insist this didn’t actually happen. All characters are entirely fictional and so are the things they say. And the fact that they’re furries, which definitely is not how it happened. I mean, didn’t happen.

How to Be a Famous Author

  Yes, ha ha, but also: It takes hard work to translate an ethereal dream from inside your head into a set of sharp-edged, black-and-white characters outside of your head. It’s even more difficult to array the spell in a way that will magically evoke the same original dream inside someone else’s head, merely by [...]

Fat Jokes

This happened almost word for word. If anyone gets mad at me for making comics about fat jokes, this will be SO META. We’ll understand if you never want to talk to us again. But we’re going to make fun of you behind your back, and draw devil horns and a mustache on your picture [...]

The (Modified & Illustrated) Next Big Thing

I can’t play nice like the other kids, so I changed the questions about my work-in-progress for this mini-interview when I got tagged by buddy and fellow VP alum Nicky Drayden. Luckily for you, it’s not November, so you won’t have to hear about the fancy locks + monsters + run-down mansion story again. Instead, [...]

this is why I’m so popular

The Journal of Exuberantly Bad Fiction

…is a real thing. There’s finally a paying market for that erotic unicorn spy thriller you wrote when you were twelve. Of course, I had to go digging through my old work and see what horrible things I had written. When I was twenty, I came up with this idea for a novel about vampirates, [...]

Saturday’s Highs and Lows

On Saturday, Tod and I hopped into 1314‘s car and headed down to Docking Bay 93, a comic book store which always has artists draw free sketches for kids on Free Comic Book Day. The writer & artist for Kat-Nap was also there, though Greg was lucky enough not to have to sit through me [...]

He’s going to regret kissing me on camera.

…Everyone always does.