Journal - "24 Hour Comic Day!"
Oct. 2nd, 2009 09:09 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
PARTYTIME!!!
I still have... 3ish hours until I can actually start, but I figured I'd put this post up now. Y'know. Pre-gaming and all that.
9:15 PM - About 3 hours to go. My roommate and I got the living room all set up for comic making. She's attempting this alongside me, but not she's not being as hardcore as I am. She plans on sleeping and she's going out to a party tomorrow night. I AM GOING TO TRY AND BLAST THROUGH UNTIL MIDNIGHT TOMORROW. This might fail.
Our awesome set up: here and here!
10:20 PM - I am apparently passing time until midnight by writing a Jason/Tara fic? IDK. I'm ridiculous.
11:58 PM - OMG! 2 Minutes! And OMG there is Tara/Jason fic in the comments!
12:00 AM - IT BEGINS!!!! WISH ME LUCK!
1:00 AM - Okay, that hour went by WAY TOO FAST. WTF.
OUTLINES: here and here!
1:48 AM - Sketched out three pages already. Taking a break and eating some toast. I'm thinking that I might actually sleep for a couple hours tonight. I mean, I can totally pump out 24 sketched pages no prob. It's the inking that's gonna slow me down. BUT I HAVE A PLAN-ish!
2:29 AM - I'm partway through page 5, which is rad. However, I'm going to bed now, because I am tired to the point that the art is suffering. :(
Won't be updating for a few hours! :D
9:29 AM - Back! Once I get to 8 sketched pages, I'll scan them in for you guys to see. :D
9:35 AM - So I left this awesome drawing board back at home and I really wish I hadn't done that. It was so damn handy and drawing on computer paper is difficult without it. I could do this in my sketchbook, but I am picky and the paper in my sketchbook is just a teensy bit too big for my scanner. ;_;
11:14 AM - Page 1
Page 2
Page 3
Page 4
Page 5
Page 6
Page 7
Page 8
11: 33 AM - Okay, so scanning/formatting takes up time! BOOO. Also, I'm 1/3 done with sketching! EXCITING!!!!
Only about 12.5 hours left to finish this sucker up. OH MAN.
ps the comic is about Ellie from Fireside Tales. It is REALLY DEPRESSING. I should have done a happier comic. :(
12:35 PM - Lunch! My roommate put on Wall-E and so my productivity this past hour went WAY down. ;_;
2:18 PM - Halfway! 12/24 comics sketched! SO COOL. My goal now is to finish the sketches and attempt to finish inking at least 1/3 of them by midnight.
2:20 PM - I feel that I should note that I don't actually have a script for these comics. I am totally going to wing the conversations, apparently.
2:26 PM - I am procrastinating when I should be working. DRAWWWWWWW MOOOOOOORE.
3:47 PM - Scanning stuff in! Also, I am totally crushing on my own character. Hnnnnnnghhh! Duncan, WHY MUST YOU BE SO ADORABLE AND SWEET? You are like Tyce V2!! D:
4:01 PM - Page 9
Page 10
Page 11
Page 12
Page 13
Page 14
4:06 PM - I am slowing down. NOT GOOD! I should be speeding up! D:
5:00 PM - 16/24! I am 2/3's of the way done!!! I am also bailing for a bit to shower/go get FESTIVAL FOOOOOOOD!
5:30 PM - So I am thinking that I wouldn't mind not inking these pages today. It'd be kind of neat to actually do them on the computer sometime in the future? Then again it may never get finished if I fuck around with computer inking too much. I am conflicted. :\
6:49 PM - Back! Also, now that I have seen the outside world it breaks my heart to have to come back and make more goddamn comics. ;_;
ps Cheese Fries are still excellent.
6:54 PM - Five hours to make 8 comics. CAN IT BE DONE?
6:56 PM - ANSWER: Probably, but first I have to get off the computer. :\
8:30 PM - 18/24. UGH. I WANT TO STOP. I HATE COMICS. D:<
Watched the iCarly awards. Not really much of an episode. Boring.
8:42 PM - I know I should just push my way through to the end. It will be satisfying and I will be proud of myself, but my brain is slowly turning into mush. ;____________;
10:33 PM - So I, uh... did the dishes! And did this: http://community.livejournal.com/ship_manifesto/246662.html?thread=7446150#t7446150
But I haven't drawn in over two hours. I am a monster. D:
11:24 PM - I think I'm done. I'm just... tired. And the prospect of more drawing sounds HORRIFIC right now.
I only have 6 more pages to go and I do plan to do them at soonish. I'll figure out inking or whatever after that. :3
11:49 PM - Page 15
Page 16
Page 17
Page 18
I still have... 3ish hours until I can actually start, but I figured I'd put this post up now. Y'know. Pre-gaming and all that.
9:15 PM - About 3 hours to go. My roommate and I got the living room all set up for comic making. She's attempting this alongside me, but not she's not being as hardcore as I am. She plans on sleeping and she's going out to a party tomorrow night. I AM GOING TO TRY AND BLAST THROUGH UNTIL MIDNIGHT TOMORROW. This might fail.
Our awesome set up: here and here!
10:20 PM - I am apparently passing time until midnight by writing a Jason/Tara fic? IDK. I'm ridiculous.
11:58 PM - OMG! 2 Minutes! And OMG there is Tara/Jason fic in the comments!
12:00 AM - IT BEGINS!!!! WISH ME LUCK!
1:00 AM - Okay, that hour went by WAY TOO FAST. WTF.
OUTLINES: here and here!
1:48 AM - Sketched out three pages already. Taking a break and eating some toast. I'm thinking that I might actually sleep for a couple hours tonight. I mean, I can totally pump out 24 sketched pages no prob. It's the inking that's gonna slow me down. BUT I HAVE A PLAN-ish!
2:29 AM - I'm partway through page 5, which is rad. However, I'm going to bed now, because I am tired to the point that the art is suffering. :(
Won't be updating for a few hours! :D
9:29 AM - Back! Once I get to 8 sketched pages, I'll scan them in for you guys to see. :D
9:35 AM - So I left this awesome drawing board back at home and I really wish I hadn't done that. It was so damn handy and drawing on computer paper is difficult without it. I could do this in my sketchbook, but I am picky and the paper in my sketchbook is just a teensy bit too big for my scanner. ;_;
11:14 AM - Page 1
Page 2
Page 3
Page 4
Page 5
Page 6
Page 7
Page 8
11: 33 AM - Okay, so scanning/formatting takes up time! BOOO. Also, I'm 1/3 done with sketching! EXCITING!!!!
Only about 12.5 hours left to finish this sucker up. OH MAN.
ps the comic is about Ellie from Fireside Tales. It is REALLY DEPRESSING. I should have done a happier comic. :(
12:35 PM - Lunch! My roommate put on Wall-E and so my productivity this past hour went WAY down. ;_;
2:18 PM - Halfway! 12/24 comics sketched! SO COOL. My goal now is to finish the sketches and attempt to finish inking at least 1/3 of them by midnight.
2:20 PM - I feel that I should note that I don't actually have a script for these comics. I am totally going to wing the conversations, apparently.
2:26 PM - I am procrastinating when I should be working. DRAWWWWWWW MOOOOOOORE.
3:47 PM - Scanning stuff in! Also, I am totally crushing on my own character. Hnnnnnnghhh! Duncan, WHY MUST YOU BE SO ADORABLE AND SWEET? You are like Tyce V2!! D:
4:01 PM - Page 9
Page 10
Page 11
Page 12
Page 13
Page 14
4:06 PM - I am slowing down. NOT GOOD! I should be speeding up! D:
5:00 PM - 16/24! I am 2/3's of the way done!!! I am also bailing for a bit to shower/go get FESTIVAL FOOOOOOOD!
5:30 PM - So I am thinking that I wouldn't mind not inking these pages today. It'd be kind of neat to actually do them on the computer sometime in the future? Then again it may never get finished if I fuck around with computer inking too much. I am conflicted. :\
6:49 PM - Back! Also, now that I have seen the outside world it breaks my heart to have to come back and make more goddamn comics. ;_;
ps Cheese Fries are still excellent.
6:54 PM - Five hours to make 8 comics. CAN IT BE DONE?
6:56 PM - ANSWER: Probably, but first I have to get off the computer. :\
8:30 PM - 18/24. UGH. I WANT TO STOP. I HATE COMICS. D:<
Watched the iCarly awards. Not really much of an episode. Boring.
8:42 PM - I know I should just push my way through to the end. It will be satisfying and I will be proud of myself, but my brain is slowly turning into mush. ;____________;
10:33 PM - So I, uh... did the dishes! And did this: http://community.livejournal.com/ship_manifesto/246662.html?thread=7446150#t7446150
But I haven't drawn in over two hours. I am a monster. D:
11:24 PM - I think I'm done. I'm just... tired. And the prospect of more drawing sounds HORRIFIC right now.
I only have 6 more pages to go and I do plan to do them at soonish. I'll figure out inking or whatever after that. :3
11:49 PM - Page 15
Page 16
Page 17
Page 18
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Date: 2009-10-03 02:33 am (UTC)I-I don't know why I linked to this. D:
Good luck on the challenge!!
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Date: 2009-10-03 02:36 am (UTC):D
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Date: 2009-10-03 02:38 am (UTC)(That, and more people should suffer with me. Bwahahah.)
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Date: 2009-10-03 02:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-10-03 02:58 am (UTC)I watched it for the lulz. Mostly from the Nostalgia Critic's review of it, though.
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Date: 2009-10-03 02:59 am (UTC)Who made those beautiful origami swans in your pic? THEY ROCK MY SOX.
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Date: 2009-10-03 03:03 am (UTC)My roommate made them! They're for an Illustration project that I've actually done before. If I remember we made cranes or some other origami creatures and then take pictures of them and then paint a watercolor version? And make a poster? All I remember is that I overlapped my photos and my painting.
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Date: 2009-10-03 03:35 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2009-10-03 03:37 am (UTC)It makes me miss you. :(
Crit? Comments?
Date: 2009-10-03 03:50 am (UTC)This is, of course, impossible.
Because he killed the man she loved. And because he’s too afraid to ever tell her that. Impossible, because he is Jason Stackhouse and being Jason Stackhouse means that he’ll never quite manage to make anything right.
But still he tries.
(bit by bit sisyphus pushes.)
He brings her flowers, while her eyes seem to pierce through him. She refuses to take them, yelling at him that she doesn’t need any damn pity flowers and, even more than that, she certainly doesn’t need Jason Fucking Stackhouse in her miserable excuse of a life.
Jason can understand that and he thinks (really and truly thinks) that maybe he ought to do as she says. Leave well enough alone. Bow out and try to desperately pretend that he doesn’t have anything to be sorry for anyway.
But there is something in those eyes that gives him pause.
(and bit by bit the rock moves.)
Something needing. Something old. Something familiar and aching and he still misses Amy so damn much and he knows he can’t leave now. Not while she is hurting like this. Not when he knows that her pain is because of some terrible thing that he did.
He isn’t sure what to do, but he knows that he can’t leave.
Slowly, he reaches for her hand. She watches him with those damn needing, angry eyes, but does not move away. He wraps his fingers around hers and squeezes.
She flinches.
“Why are you even here?”
(up and up and up it rolls.)
Because I killed him. Because I’m guilty. Because I wronged you.
“Because.” He says, almost too quiet for her to hear.
And he thinks that she must know the truth in some quiet part of her brain, because she is a billion times smarter than he is and because she keeps clenching her fist as if she wants nothing more than to punch him until there’s nothing left. But she doesn’t strike and he doesn’t let go of her hand.
(and he thinks that he might even make it to the top this time.)
“That ain’t a reason.” Her voice is hard.
“It’s the only one I got.” He says as he runs a thumb over her knuckles.
“It’s not enough.” She tells him as she pulls her hand out of his grasp. Just as slowly and carefully as he had reached for it. Unknotting and uncoiling. She will not have him and he can not make her keep him. “Jason, I am already too fucked up to deal with your bull shit. I just lost…” Her voice breaks, “…I’ve lost too much, okay?”
He can understand that. He’s lost about as much as she has after all. He can relate.
“Too much.” He nods, agrees. “Yeah.”
They stand there for a few moments, neither one really sure what to do.
Tara turns.
(of course he doesn’t make it. of course the rock rolls back down. of course nothing changes, nothing moves, nothing matters. sisyphus will try again and again and the rock will still never make it to the top.)
He watches as her hand grabs hold of the doorknob and turns away from her. He tried, after all, and maybe that counts for something. Maybe.
“Wait.”
He pauses on the bottom step and looks behind him. Tara’s back is still facing his.
“Leave the flowers.” She tells him. “I’m sure Sookie would like to put them in a vase or something.”
He nods, though she doesn’t see him. He gently sets the flowers on the ground, takes one last look at Tara’s back and makes his way down the path. He forces himself not to look behind him to see if she really does take the flowers inside.
In the back of his mind he begins making plans to come back tomorrow.
Maybe then he can tell her what really happened to Eggs.
Maybe then he’ll be able to explain how sorry he is.
Maybe she’ll even be able to forgive him.
(at the bottom of the hill again, sisyphus pauses.)
He’s not quite sure what tomorrow will bring.
But he has a good feeling.
(and begins his ascent once again.)
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Notes: Uh, so I wrote this because... IDK. I ship them and it shames me. This was really hard to write, because I obvs have problems with Jason shooting Eggs, but I also think it's interesting to work with and um. IDK.
I miss you also. Less than a week!!!
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Date: 2009-10-03 04:15 am (UTC)OMG I KNOW I KEEP THINKING ABOUT NEXT WEEKEND.
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Date: 2009-10-03 03:42 pm (UTC)My other problem is that I didn't really care that much about Eggs or Amy as characters and I didn't really like Eggs/Tara or Amy/Jason AT ALL, so I had to be careful not to dismiss those relationships just because I didn't like them. Because Jason REALLY thought he loved Amy (even if she was a crazy psycho) and Tara felt the same about Eggs (even though at least part of them getting together was orchestrated by Maryann).
So uh. Yes.
ME TOO!!! I do have to go to classes on Monday, but we're still gonna have a BLAST.
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Date: 2009-10-03 03:43 pm (UTC)Re: Crit? Comments?
Date: 2009-10-03 03:43 pm (UTC)Re: Crit? Comments?
Date: 2009-10-03 07:48 pm (UTC)Re: Crit? Comments?
Date: 2009-10-04 12:41 am (UTC)Also, I apparently have a thing for trigger happy blonds who develop jesus complexes at some point in their respective narratives. Sometimes they are incredibly stupid. Most of the time they enjoy sleeping around.
What a weird fucking type.
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Date: 2009-10-04 12:47 am (UTC)You can do it! :D I believe in you.
DO IT! Go Alyssa!
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Date: 2009-10-04 01:07 am (UTC)I plan to do the dishes and then start again and plow through until midnight!
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Date: 2009-10-04 02:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-10-04 02:33 am (UTC)http://community.livejournal.com/ship_manifesto/246662.html?thread=7446150#t7446150
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Date: 2009-10-04 02:42 am (UTC)no subject
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