What the hell?

Okay. So It’s been 9 months since I wrote anything here. I’ll remedy that with a detailed entry of recent events.

I suck.

There you go.

But I’m going to try to suck less. Much less, as a matter of fact. Christmas break is upon me, so I have some free time to give to my yellow legal pad and drawing table. Maybe this will give me something to write about on this blog. Who knows.

One of my hangups is my reticence towards being too confessional. I’m afraid the things I want to write about are too emotionally worthless to people other than myself. And I don’t wan’t to write crap that is only important to me. Therefore, if I have nothing to say that qualifies, I don’t say anything at all.

Even though I might have something to say.

Blogs shouldn’t be diaries. Diaries and personal and private communiques to one’s self. Blogs are available to anyone on the friggin’ planet. That’s not too private. And I believe that the world needs more editors and filters right about now. Just because a thought pops into someone’s head does NOT mean it should be sent out into the world.

But even now, I’m afraid this post is swerving into the ditch of irrelevance. And it’s not funny. So let’s get back to the idea of writing and drawing comic strips.

I have five different strip concepts to play with: Hard Knox, Moe, Finnegan, Man on Street and That’s Just Wrong.

Hard Knox is about a cynical teacher, Mr. Knox, whose daughter attends the school at which he’s employed. It’s awkward for everybody, especially Knox’s bartender.

Moe is about the tomboy and her confused friend Spike as they try to figure out how to fit in and her odd family.

Finnegan is about a ghost who lives with a boy and his dad. Finnegan, the ghost, has a zest for life and loves sucking the marrow out of life, while the boy is resigned to the futility of existence. The dad just wants Finnegan to stop drinking all of his beer.

Man on Street is a concept strip that deals with current events and trends by posing a question to which the “average man/woman” answers in a satirical and (hopefully) funny way. It’s a play on the old tv news feature.

And finally, That’s So Wrong is where I draw and write the ideas that would have gotten me slapped by my mom when I was twelve. If it’s horribly inappropriate, then it goes here.

So there’ll be a rotating cast of strips. My goal is to post at least 2 strips a week. I know that doesn’t sound like a lot, but between teaching and parenting, this will still be a triumph.

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