First Last Next Home
I'm on a roll. More comics for yall. I'm still not promising that they make any sense.
I'm not even promising that the scanner didn't cut off the edge of most of them.
Damn scanner, it kept stopping halfway through . . . but I try to limit screen time around Tallulah, so paper is easier
Tallulah:"I only eat organic raspberries imported from France in the winter.
Tallulah likes her belly button.
Me: "Are you drawing inside your belly button Tallulah?"
Toy elephant:"I need to shake out my elephant bones"
Toy elephant:"Snuffin some of that snuffalufugus stuff"
Toy elephant snorting spinach from a can:"That's the stuff"
Me:"This will be fun, I'll come up w/ story lines for all of Tallulah's toys"
2 hrs later
Ideas:
1.
Me:"This is hard"
Me:"Hmm, I haven't seen the Ogremonger around in a while. I wonder where he could be"
Ogremonger thinking: I've been standing behind you this entire time.
Me:"I don't even remember what he looked like"
Me:"Ah, Ogremonger, I'm glad you agreed to this meeting. You're pretty much my only character. So I hope you've got some ideas for plots"
Ogremonger thinking: This guy just draws me uglier and uglier.
Me:"By the way, I haven't gotten around to checking how I used to draw you. But I think I'm getting closer"
Me:"Look O.G., can I call you O.G."
Me thinking: wait, did I mean O.M.? I'm sticking with O.G.
Me:"We have like 7 pages drawn today and there's still no story line. What's your plan?"
Ogremonger:"Well we could actually try to add in some conflict & character development"
Me:"I'm actually just gonna keep winging it"
Me:"Hwinging it."
"whing it"
"wing it"
"hoohhhwingit."
Me: "HHHHwhell"
Me: "I think this is going pretty well"
Ogremonger:"It could use a little work"
Me:"No more using the wood stove. Now it's just staring at me, mocking me, taking up space. So many memories. Cutting wood, splitting wood,
moving wood, stacking wood, moving wood again, burning wood, starting fires, scooping ash, cleaning chimneys . . . I guess I won't miss it that much."
Voice from offscreen:"Shnowman"
. . .
Voice from offscreen:"Abomidable Shnowman!"
Toy Snowman thinking: I must be in trouble if mom is calling me by my full name
The endangered Triceratoping bird peers out of its gemstone eyes in search of tasty morsels
Here it is eating a pile of marbles.
Me thinking:"Mom makes some weird creatures"
Me:"If I just keep adding characters the story will make itself up"
Ogremonger:"Makes sense to me"
Me:"This guy is terrifying. I think I'll hang him on my wall"
Me:"So it says here on your resume that you don't have any acting skills but you have 10 years haunting peoples walls. What do you think you can add to this comic?"
Horned creature:"HSSSZZZSXXXZKX"
Me:"Uh, I'll see if I can fit you in."
Me:"OK, story line ideas . . . what do we have?"
Dance Party?
Tea Party?
Me:"I need to spend some time w/ people other than Tallulah here & there."
