I swear the days are longer and it has thrown off and confused my senses.
The birds sing and the sun rises shortly after I climb into bed. and It's still up long after I should have gotten my lazy butt up and out to take care of things. The problem with the latter is that half the time it's still day and yet the places I needed to get to are closed for the day.
Blast.
Anyway I thought I'd let you know that the first page of People of the clear waters is up. http://www.drunkduck.com/Tuatha_FionnUisce/
I've got lots to do over the next few days but hopefully I will be back with time to take care of lots of things tomorrow and then post here again.
Take care of yourselves.
Roving Jack
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Feeling kind of lazy and tired
It's not helped by the weather, cold and dreary and makes me just sore.
Then there was the first night sleeping in a new place, and some other recent stresses, which I won't name due to so quirk of this reality that like to hit you with things when you say you might have taken care of or have control of the problem now. I am not encouraging any other problems to come my way.
I hope to get some of my other projects taken care of in the next few days, but we'll see how things go in the mean time. I've moved all my stuff but there are still several things to take care of and then there is the mildly depressing effect of entering my new place and seeing everything I own in boxes. Just... where does one even start. where is everything and in what order and just how.
Take care of yourselves.
Roving Jack.
Then there was the first night sleeping in a new place, and some other recent stresses, which I won't name due to so quirk of this reality that like to hit you with things when you say you might have taken care of or have control of the problem now. I am not encouraging any other problems to come my way.
I hope to get some of my other projects taken care of in the next few days, but we'll see how things go in the mean time. I've moved all my stuff but there are still several things to take care of and then there is the mildly depressing effect of entering my new place and seeing everything I own in boxes. Just... where does one even start. where is everything and in what order and just how.
Take care of yourselves.
Roving Jack.
Monday, May 25, 2009
Okay I gots a bit done
a little bit of everything that is. I think I've got one or two more trips to the get everything moved out and maybe and hour to clean up the place, another hour to photograph everything. And at some point before sunday hand her the note I have yet to type that will state that I expect my deposit back or to see her in court, which ever she feels like doing.
I didn't get much more then a page of writing Runcible done. But that's not bad considering that puts it at about 1.5k words and thus far they run about 7K total.
I've figured some things out for the new comic Clan of the clear waters, and hopefully will get that worked on tonight after dropping off tonight load of things.
Then I have two more goober comics to do before the first notebook is full (about a year and four months worth I think) I've got another two notebooks I can use though, they are at the new place.
Intrestingly I will run out of food at the old place around the same time I finish with that notebook, and get almost everything moved. So It looks like I can start cooking at the new place tomorrow night and either spend my first night there tomorrow or the night after.
I'm in a little less crazy a mood tonight and more speculative and reflective. Though I'm still enjoying something my muses tossed my last night. I've got to do some work on a few things but I hope to share some of the experiance with others soon.
Then Once I'm living at the new place I hope to get everything sorted and taken care of with some kind of decent time table. I'm not keen on living in a room full of boxes... unless they are boxes, then it's okay... I'll explain that at some point.
I spent a good chunk of tonight doing research mainly geared towards names as that is the area of my writing I have the hardest time with. I think I've found a good set for the characters in The CCW(TFU) comic. They have mythological symbolism that spans cultures and makes for a strange grouping of characters. From Ireland and norse folk faiths to japanese and preislamic arabian myths and folk beliefs with hints of roman roots. They ultimately suit the characters and hint at a mythic spiritual undercurrent to the story.
That comic should go live around sunday midnight or some time monday afternoon at the latest. I may do a filler/humor based strip on the weekends for that as well. I haven't decided just yet. It's trying to establish itself as it's own seperate comic, which isn't really what I need just now. I've got the two to work on now and then four others in the back of my mind to get around to at some point.
I mean If I was getting paid for them it would be differant. I'd gladly set up a small work area and devote six or seven hours a day to creating stories for them all and putting them together. But I'm not and I'm a person of finite capabilities... sadly.
Anyway I got some things to do tonight. Then most likely tomorrow will be devoted at least in some part to moving cleaning and a few errands before another Socrates cafe, meaning I might get here for a half an hour later tomorrow night. So no sure thing on anything from me until Wednsday night.
Take care of yourselves.
Roving Jack.
I didn't get much more then a page of writing Runcible done. But that's not bad considering that puts it at about 1.5k words and thus far they run about 7K total.
I've figured some things out for the new comic Clan of the clear waters, and hopefully will get that worked on tonight after dropping off tonight load of things.
Then I have two more goober comics to do before the first notebook is full (about a year and four months worth I think) I've got another two notebooks I can use though, they are at the new place.
Intrestingly I will run out of food at the old place around the same time I finish with that notebook, and get almost everything moved. So It looks like I can start cooking at the new place tomorrow night and either spend my first night there tomorrow or the night after.
I'm in a little less crazy a mood tonight and more speculative and reflective. Though I'm still enjoying something my muses tossed my last night. I've got to do some work on a few things but I hope to share some of the experiance with others soon.
Then Once I'm living at the new place I hope to get everything sorted and taken care of with some kind of decent time table. I'm not keen on living in a room full of boxes... unless they are boxes, then it's okay... I'll explain that at some point.
I spent a good chunk of tonight doing research mainly geared towards names as that is the area of my writing I have the hardest time with. I think I've found a good set for the characters in The CCW(TFU) comic. They have mythological symbolism that spans cultures and makes for a strange grouping of characters. From Ireland and norse folk faiths to japanese and preislamic arabian myths and folk beliefs with hints of roman roots. They ultimately suit the characters and hint at a mythic spiritual undercurrent to the story.
That comic should go live around sunday midnight or some time monday afternoon at the latest. I may do a filler/humor based strip on the weekends for that as well. I haven't decided just yet. It's trying to establish itself as it's own seperate comic, which isn't really what I need just now. I've got the two to work on now and then four others in the back of my mind to get around to at some point.
I mean If I was getting paid for them it would be differant. I'd gladly set up a small work area and devote six or seven hours a day to creating stories for them all and putting them together. But I'm not and I'm a person of finite capabilities... sadly.
Anyway I got some things to do tonight. Then most likely tomorrow will be devoted at least in some part to moving cleaning and a few errands before another Socrates cafe, meaning I might get here for a half an hour later tomorrow night. So no sure thing on anything from me until Wednsday night.
Take care of yourselves.
Roving Jack.
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Ooo shiny.
Well I fell into brainstorm mode and am having a we bit of trouble climbing back out.
It all started on a ... well alright it was last night as I was trying to get myself settled for the night.
I've had a few ideas dribbling through the layers of my brain lately but not so much to have to worry about anything.
Then all of a sudden for no apparent reason... Alright so I'd been looking at some printouts of some old scientific watercolors of what are either some very imaganative coral structures or microscopic objects that resemble artistice weavings of thorn and bone.
Anyway I got to pondering ways to incorporate them into jewelry. Then all of a sudden...
Just Frikin blam. It's like buck shot of ideas just went off in my head. It sent me scrambling for a notebook just to catch most of it before it disappeared back to where ideas go when you don't catch them in time.
The thing is most of the stuff that came to me was so far removed from the original idea that I'd have a hard time explaining exactly how steel wool, and clock faces, and fairy dolls, and chemistry all managed to parade through my brain in the course of point three second.
But eventually I just settled into sleep, and had to turn the lights back on to write down another few good ideas lest they get left behind in dream land.
So this morning I was looking over the ideas I wrot down last night while I was doing some cooking. It's usually a good idea to check them to make sure they make sense while the idea can still be recalled easily enough. I can't tell you the number of times I look back at something and ask "What the heck is that supposed to mean?"
In the process I flipped back a few pages and found some older stuff and then looked back further.
My muses are freaking out. It's like taking an adventurous child into the best toy store ever. Only Fauns and ghosts and plant farmiliars, are crashing around with electro sensory snails in organic exoskeleton suits and differance engines used to generate random outcomes developing a ghost in the machine.
And now a facination with mechanical iris designs has come in.
Alright, that's more then enough procrastination on my part... woowee the muses just slapped me with something so funny (at least to me) that I actually had to take a bit of a break there for having to laugh and try to keep it under control.
I was trying to say that I'd better stop procrastination and get to work on Runcible fo tonight.
Take care of yourselves.
Roving Jack
It all started on a ... well alright it was last night as I was trying to get myself settled for the night.
I've had a few ideas dribbling through the layers of my brain lately but not so much to have to worry about anything.
Then all of a sudden for no apparent reason... Alright so I'd been looking at some printouts of some old scientific watercolors of what are either some very imaganative coral structures or microscopic objects that resemble artistice weavings of thorn and bone.
Anyway I got to pondering ways to incorporate them into jewelry. Then all of a sudden...
Just Frikin blam. It's like buck shot of ideas just went off in my head. It sent me scrambling for a notebook just to catch most of it before it disappeared back to where ideas go when you don't catch them in time.
The thing is most of the stuff that came to me was so far removed from the original idea that I'd have a hard time explaining exactly how steel wool, and clock faces, and fairy dolls, and chemistry all managed to parade through my brain in the course of point three second.
But eventually I just settled into sleep, and had to turn the lights back on to write down another few good ideas lest they get left behind in dream land.
So this morning I was looking over the ideas I wrot down last night while I was doing some cooking. It's usually a good idea to check them to make sure they make sense while the idea can still be recalled easily enough. I can't tell you the number of times I look back at something and ask "What the heck is that supposed to mean?"
In the process I flipped back a few pages and found some older stuff and then looked back further.
My muses are freaking out. It's like taking an adventurous child into the best toy store ever. Only Fauns and ghosts and plant farmiliars, are crashing around with electro sensory snails in organic exoskeleton suits and differance engines used to generate random outcomes developing a ghost in the machine.
And now a facination with mechanical iris designs has come in.
Alright, that's more then enough procrastination on my part... woowee the muses just slapped me with something so funny (at least to me) that I actually had to take a bit of a break there for having to laugh and try to keep it under control.
I was trying to say that I'd better stop procrastination and get to work on Runcible fo tonight.
Take care of yourselves.
Roving Jack
Saturday, May 23, 2009
Let's get crackin
Alright I've looked into getting a better understanding of how some of these things work. I've put up a section to the left that leads to my links, which is a list that will be growing rapidly soon.
I've got the Goober web comic in there now. Which I just figured out how to update ahead of time and set it to post at a schedualed time later in the month. So I can sit down and devote a night to update my comics, both of them soon, and then schedual them for their regular update. Leaving me the time I'd normally have to do it on other nights when it's more hectic.
The other comic will go up there shortly after June first. To be Named "Tuatha Fionn-Uisce" Pronounced something like too-hah pheonix, but meaning people/clan of the clear water in irish gaelic.
Then there is my deviant art account which I will post up soon, it's been a bit too quiet lately as I've been a little distracted. And maybe I'll have an Etsy account one of these days, or some other way to share my soon to blossom jewelry making adventures.
Oh and maybe I should link to my books of hand drawn mazes, and then my word puzzles.
So that little link section off to the side is going to be doing a lot to bring all my stuff together into one place. It will help streamline everything nicely rather then have it be a scattered mess of stuff.
Now if I could only say the same thing about the projects themselves and my life and general right now.
And it's only going to get crazier from here on out, as my muses are awake and have a clear cut case of the ooo shinies (aka, project hopping intrests).
Talk to you later I think I'll be here tomorrow but I'll likely have to force myself to focus long enough to do some work on my Runcible super hero story which I've been neglecting.
Take care of yourselves,
Roving Jack
I've got the Goober web comic in there now. Which I just figured out how to update ahead of time and set it to post at a schedualed time later in the month. So I can sit down and devote a night to update my comics, both of them soon, and then schedual them for their regular update. Leaving me the time I'd normally have to do it on other nights when it's more hectic.
The other comic will go up there shortly after June first. To be Named "Tuatha Fionn-Uisce" Pronounced something like too-hah pheonix, but meaning people/clan of the clear water in irish gaelic.
Then there is my deviant art account which I will post up soon, it's been a bit too quiet lately as I've been a little distracted. And maybe I'll have an Etsy account one of these days, or some other way to share my soon to blossom jewelry making adventures.
Oh and maybe I should link to my books of hand drawn mazes, and then my word puzzles.
So that little link section off to the side is going to be doing a lot to bring all my stuff together into one place. It will help streamline everything nicely rather then have it be a scattered mess of stuff.
Now if I could only say the same thing about the projects themselves and my life and general right now.
And it's only going to get crazier from here on out, as my muses are awake and have a clear cut case of the ooo shinies (aka, project hopping intrests).
Talk to you later I think I'll be here tomorrow but I'll likely have to force myself to focus long enough to do some work on my Runcible super hero story which I've been neglecting.
Take care of yourselves,
Roving Jack
Friday, May 22, 2009
And a little of this and a little of that and...
Lots of running around to do right now, the moving is gobbling up a bunch of time, but I've also been strangely having trouble just getting up and out the door at a decent time lately.
It just seems to have become nearly impossable for me to get going on anything until it's too late to do most things.
I'm going to try and change that over the next few days, as I wake up earlier then I have been lately and more on my normal schedual. Then I will get myself out the door earlier too. Doesn't so much matter what it is I do once out the door just as long as I get out the door and doing something. This lazy stuff is slowing me down on some of my projects.
But once I've moved into the new place I think I'll settle back into being productive again. It's really puzzling to be this off my schedual.
Take care of yourselves,
Roving Jack.
It just seems to have become nearly impossable for me to get going on anything until it's too late to do most things.
I'm going to try and change that over the next few days, as I wake up earlier then I have been lately and more on my normal schedual. Then I will get myself out the door earlier too. Doesn't so much matter what it is I do once out the door just as long as I get out the door and doing something. This lazy stuff is slowing me down on some of my projects.
But once I've moved into the new place I think I'll settle back into being productive again. It's really puzzling to be this off my schedual.
Take care of yourselves,
Roving Jack.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Okay...
Yeah I hadn't had much time last night to post here so I thought I'd post something with layered meaning.
So it wasn't a call to all my imaginary minions around the world to strike at the heart of humanity (Sea world in case you were wondering, I know, I was suprised too).
It's a bit of a coment on when the best time to act is. If you love someone tell them now, if you have a dream set aside for the right time start it now, ect.
It's also a bit of a Yogi-ism. Sort of like where ever you go there you are. No matter your age or the clock onthe wall the time is always right now.
And it's a bit of a quirky coment on how to tell the time acurrately. Because for however long that post remains it will be accurately telling the time.
So it's many layered, even beyond the things I've already covered. I figured if I don't have a lot of time to say much I will say something that says a lot of things.
Well, that's out of the way... well I did have other things on my mind but that may have to wait for my next post.
Oh well, talk to you all again.
Take care of yourselves.
Roving Jack
So it wasn't a call to all my imaginary minions around the world to strike at the heart of humanity (Sea world in case you were wondering, I know, I was suprised too).
It's a bit of a coment on when the best time to act is. If you love someone tell them now, if you have a dream set aside for the right time start it now, ect.
It's also a bit of a Yogi-ism. Sort of like where ever you go there you are. No matter your age or the clock onthe wall the time is always right now.
And it's a bit of a quirky coment on how to tell the time acurrately. Because for however long that post remains it will be accurately telling the time.
So it's many layered, even beyond the things I've already covered. I figured if I don't have a lot of time to say much I will say something that says a lot of things.
Well, that's out of the way... well I did have other things on my mind but that may have to wait for my next post.
Oh well, talk to you all again.
Take care of yourselves.
Roving Jack
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Wow have I been lazy lately
well relatively speaking that is.
I think I just needed some down time to decompress. I've read three or four books in the last few days, and slept in.
I let some things get behind and found I could catch up again fairly easily, and I've continued to move out to the new place which is a complete clutter of boxes just now but hopefully I'll have that looking better in no time at all.
One of the things that just occured to me was that I was making things way to hard on myself with one of my projects.
I've got the second web comic coming along and was setting up a years worth in advance at a rate of one per week. and right around week 280 I just sort of had to stop. I'm now a week behind on trying to create one each day.
I was beating myself up about this horrible lapse. When it occured to me, If I create just two per week I'm still making more then I'd be using. What is more if I do more then that in a week I can still start posting them in early June and make enough on top of what I need to stay ahead that I can actually get my year ahead while posting them regularly.
So I've realised that I should just relax and settle into the preparations for the first posts and not get so hung up on the 'falling behind' on daily comic creation.
I think I've settled on the name for the comic now too. It was right there in my note books too, though originally gained for other uses the info turns out to suit it rather well.
So Now it's time to ease myself into the pattern of not beating myself up for things that arn't really an issue and working forward in some of the other parts of my life.
I went out to a socrates cafe meeting tonight for the first time in a while (I know it's an abrupt subject change, you should be inside this head, it's like whiplash sometimes the stuff that flies through here). That was quite nice. I am looking forward to going again next week.
It excited my mind and stimulates me much like the other groups I attend. It can really be a pick me up after a week that seems so blah as this last one had.
Well I gotta go for the night but I think I shall be back tomorrow, and hopefully more organised in my posting.
Take Care of yourselves
Roving Jack
I think I just needed some down time to decompress. I've read three or four books in the last few days, and slept in.
I let some things get behind and found I could catch up again fairly easily, and I've continued to move out to the new place which is a complete clutter of boxes just now but hopefully I'll have that looking better in no time at all.
One of the things that just occured to me was that I was making things way to hard on myself with one of my projects.
I've got the second web comic coming along and was setting up a years worth in advance at a rate of one per week. and right around week 280 I just sort of had to stop. I'm now a week behind on trying to create one each day.
I was beating myself up about this horrible lapse. When it occured to me, If I create just two per week I'm still making more then I'd be using. What is more if I do more then that in a week I can still start posting them in early June and make enough on top of what I need to stay ahead that I can actually get my year ahead while posting them regularly.
So I've realised that I should just relax and settle into the preparations for the first posts and not get so hung up on the 'falling behind' on daily comic creation.
I think I've settled on the name for the comic now too. It was right there in my note books too, though originally gained for other uses the info turns out to suit it rather well.
So Now it's time to ease myself into the pattern of not beating myself up for things that arn't really an issue and working forward in some of the other parts of my life.
I went out to a socrates cafe meeting tonight for the first time in a while (I know it's an abrupt subject change, you should be inside this head, it's like whiplash sometimes the stuff that flies through here). That was quite nice. I am looking forward to going again next week.
It excited my mind and stimulates me much like the other groups I attend. It can really be a pick me up after a week that seems so blah as this last one had.
Well I gotta go for the night but I think I shall be back tomorrow, and hopefully more organised in my posting.
Take Care of yourselves
Roving Jack
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
OOOO More thoughts and ideas.
Jewelry and stories and goofiness are free within my mind. It is a wonderful feeling. I do so love my muses.
I think that they have been feeling less then welcome of late as my mind had been very cluttered by worries and stress.
While I know in part that I am not completely in the free and clear from those things, it is a wonder to know I have a place that costs me less, and allows me to rest more easily, whose inhabitants are not hostile towards me and is just generally a place to start over in.
The freedom that comes from such things is the food of muses I suspect.
I'm getting a bit tired now and I've still some things to do tonight.
Take care of yourselves,
Rovingjack
I think that they have been feeling less then welcome of late as my mind had been very cluttered by worries and stress.
While I know in part that I am not completely in the free and clear from those things, it is a wonder to know I have a place that costs me less, and allows me to rest more easily, whose inhabitants are not hostile towards me and is just generally a place to start over in.
The freedom that comes from such things is the food of muses I suspect.
I'm getting a bit tired now and I've still some things to do tonight.
Take care of yourselves,
Rovingjack
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Hmm creativity is bubbling
I've had an idea for a new story setting recently that has me thinking, It's a bit of a departure from my usual but then I'm starting to realise that the more I listen to and explore my muses and their ideas the clearer it's become that I don't really have one usual style.
On top of that story forming I've got some ideas for some little craft projects, and some not so little ones too.
and while some of the usual stuff is still drifting about in the back layers of my brain some newer stuff has come in and old stuff has been dredged up.
Like Undead mosquitos. I hadn't really thought about that silly idea in a long time. But for some reason I just had this idea of an evil overlord facing off against the forces of good and after a big monolouge pulling out his ultimate weapon. A small match box... filled with zombie mosquitos, which he set loose on...
Well I really havn't thought much past the match box being opened and zombie mosuitos being released. But then that would be just ... Well what exactly does someone do when faced with a swarm of undead that are too small to see and even harder to stake through the heart or shoot in the brain.
Anyway, I've got to write some of this all down in the note books before I loose some of it and then I'll pick some of the simple stuff to dabble with for fun and maybe take it further.
Take care of yourselves
Roving Jack
On top of that story forming I've got some ideas for some little craft projects, and some not so little ones too.
and while some of the usual stuff is still drifting about in the back layers of my brain some newer stuff has come in and old stuff has been dredged up.
Like Undead mosquitos. I hadn't really thought about that silly idea in a long time. But for some reason I just had this idea of an evil overlord facing off against the forces of good and after a big monolouge pulling out his ultimate weapon. A small match box... filled with zombie mosquitos, which he set loose on...
Well I really havn't thought much past the match box being opened and zombie mosuitos being released. But then that would be just ... Well what exactly does someone do when faced with a swarm of undead that are too small to see and even harder to stake through the heart or shoot in the brain.
Anyway, I've got to write some of this all down in the note books before I loose some of it and then I'll pick some of the simple stuff to dabble with for fun and maybe take it further.
Take care of yourselves
Roving Jack
Sunday, May 10, 2009
The four pink socks of the Apocalypse
I left the group meeting the other night nearly cackling with relisation about this idea.
That's something I enjoy most thoroughly about the group. We've sort of all had experiance with breaking free of the norm a bit and it shows in the senses of humor and the creativity of thought that shows up.
So when the goofiness that is sock puppets in my own head got paired with the pick socks of hatred and other names for them came up like the pink sock of pestilance it quickly became the pink socks of the apocalypse.
I filed that in the back of the brain as something to play with later. and we went on to other conversation.
Not much later as I was driving away from the book store, it occurs to me that that might be a good way to get the other part of what inspired the pink socks going.
You see from the very start of the pink socks of hatred the vexation I also have with the culture of fear we now live in was intermeshed with the idea. Now it seems that they would be the first two socks of the coming apocalypse.
So I'm sitting at a red light laughing about pink sock and the apocalypse. I'm still slightly undecided wether there are four or if each is actually a pair and thus eight pink socks of the apocalypse. I'm also trying to decide what the other two are. I'm fairly certain that the third should go to those that actively strive to perpetuate stupidity and ignorance. The final one might be apathy, greed, or something similar. They are a bit harder to do because the goal is to find people who activly encourage that destructive aspect of our world and finding those that encourage greed rather then those that are just greedy is the hard part, the same applies to apathy, though perhaps if it were about laziness then we could target manufacturers of products that are not needed and encourage laziness.
But this turned out to be such an intresting idea that It encouraged me to further think about the revisions of that blog to have all four pink sock of the apocalypse represented and to aware one of each for each month making four pink sock awards each month to the people who encourage the degredation of our world through their particular contribution and four charities each month getting donations from readers as the final nose thuming to the awardees.
Now I have to figure out how to arrange donations and such.
This project will come to fruition.
Take care of yourselves.
Roving jack
That's something I enjoy most thoroughly about the group. We've sort of all had experiance with breaking free of the norm a bit and it shows in the senses of humor and the creativity of thought that shows up.
So when the goofiness that is sock puppets in my own head got paired with the pick socks of hatred and other names for them came up like the pink sock of pestilance it quickly became the pink socks of the apocalypse.
I filed that in the back of the brain as something to play with later. and we went on to other conversation.
Not much later as I was driving away from the book store, it occurs to me that that might be a good way to get the other part of what inspired the pink socks going.
You see from the very start of the pink socks of hatred the vexation I also have with the culture of fear we now live in was intermeshed with the idea. Now it seems that they would be the first two socks of the coming apocalypse.
So I'm sitting at a red light laughing about pink sock and the apocalypse. I'm still slightly undecided wether there are four or if each is actually a pair and thus eight pink socks of the apocalypse. I'm also trying to decide what the other two are. I'm fairly certain that the third should go to those that actively strive to perpetuate stupidity and ignorance. The final one might be apathy, greed, or something similar. They are a bit harder to do because the goal is to find people who activly encourage that destructive aspect of our world and finding those that encourage greed rather then those that are just greedy is the hard part, the same applies to apathy, though perhaps if it were about laziness then we could target manufacturers of products that are not needed and encourage laziness.
But this turned out to be such an intresting idea that It encouraged me to further think about the revisions of that blog to have all four pink sock of the apocalypse represented and to aware one of each for each month making four pink sock awards each month to the people who encourage the degredation of our world through their particular contribution and four charities each month getting donations from readers as the final nose thuming to the awardees.
Now I have to figure out how to arrange donations and such.
This project will come to fruition.
Take care of yourselves.
Roving jack
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Oh and by the way... sigh
Nothing like getting four hours notice that you are out of the job for the summer.
I've got to give weeks notice to take a day but they can brush me off for weeks while I ask about summer schedualing and then leave me to find out that today was my last day by checking the newly posted schedual this evening and seeing zero hours next week. and a note tacked to my paycheck saying that I will be contacted again to tell me wether I have a job next school year around august twenty eigth.
I think just maybe I'm going to file for unemployment tomorrow, and then I'm going to find a job that doesn't do this kind of garbage to me. I'll have to square some things away computerwise before I walk out of here for good, but hopefully that won't be so very hard a thing to take care of.
In the mean time I say to heck with other people making my life harder, I'm not playing their game anymore. I can be nice and freindly but from now on... What's in it for me, and what am I going to do to make sure I'm taken care of first.
I'm headed down to connecticut on saturday, then back up in time for group meeting at borders, then maybe my mums house that night (late, so maybe sunday) for mothersday. I may spend the night sunday. Then I'm spending some quality time on moving, and building up some things for online that I won't be able to spend a lot of time here doing.
Lots of things to see to and get adjusted. No rest for the weary, I guess.
Take care of yourselves.
Roving Jack
I've got to give weeks notice to take a day but they can brush me off for weeks while I ask about summer schedualing and then leave me to find out that today was my last day by checking the newly posted schedual this evening and seeing zero hours next week. and a note tacked to my paycheck saying that I will be contacted again to tell me wether I have a job next school year around august twenty eigth.
I think just maybe I'm going to file for unemployment tomorrow, and then I'm going to find a job that doesn't do this kind of garbage to me. I'll have to square some things away computerwise before I walk out of here for good, but hopefully that won't be so very hard a thing to take care of.
In the mean time I say to heck with other people making my life harder, I'm not playing their game anymore. I can be nice and freindly but from now on... What's in it for me, and what am I going to do to make sure I'm taken care of first.
I'm headed down to connecticut on saturday, then back up in time for group meeting at borders, then maybe my mums house that night (late, so maybe sunday) for mothersday. I may spend the night sunday. Then I'm spending some quality time on moving, and building up some things for online that I won't be able to spend a lot of time here doing.
Lots of things to see to and get adjusted. No rest for the weary, I guess.
Take care of yourselves.
Roving Jack
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Something intresting
One of the web comics I'm working on is done as a series of landscapes with inset images (eventually). But my method of creating it is rather unconventional.
To date I have at least eight months worth of weekly updates made as single landscape images. I've not done the inset panels yet and when I do they will be small closeups or distant views to emphasise the point of the main panel. But the strangest aspect of the comic thus far in my opinion is the fact that I have yet to write a single word.
I've always intended that there would be words to the comic, but as I create the story, setting and character interaction it's moving along and making some sense without words.
Now the truth is that the panels will gain some clarity once I add words to them in some cases, but I'm fascinated by the idea that the story and events are unfolding visually and yet I have no idea what words will accompany each comic.
I do know that I intend to use Ohmu-Chan to add the words when the time comes.
Which brings up the next point of intrest for me. The application of dialouge and inset windows. The method of landscape creation that I'm using now is to make what is essentially a page sized image complet by itself. Then a few smaller images. I can place those images on the main image in a multitude of locations. And something similar is going to happen with the words of the comic. Sort of a cut and paste technique.
I'd not really planned all that out from the beginning, mainly focussing on the landscape art style that I had chosen. But the comic has lead me in a definate direction for it's future, and for me at least that is a good sign.
I've got to take care of some things for now, but I should be back by tomorrow night.
Take care of yourselves.
Rovingjack
To date I have at least eight months worth of weekly updates made as single landscape images. I've not done the inset panels yet and when I do they will be small closeups or distant views to emphasise the point of the main panel. But the strangest aspect of the comic thus far in my opinion is the fact that I have yet to write a single word.
I've always intended that there would be words to the comic, but as I create the story, setting and character interaction it's moving along and making some sense without words.
Now the truth is that the panels will gain some clarity once I add words to them in some cases, but I'm fascinated by the idea that the story and events are unfolding visually and yet I have no idea what words will accompany each comic.
I do know that I intend to use Ohmu-Chan to add the words when the time comes.
Which brings up the next point of intrest for me. The application of dialouge and inset windows. The method of landscape creation that I'm using now is to make what is essentially a page sized image complet by itself. Then a few smaller images. I can place those images on the main image in a multitude of locations. And something similar is going to happen with the words of the comic. Sort of a cut and paste technique.
I'd not really planned all that out from the beginning, mainly focussing on the landscape art style that I had chosen. But the comic has lead me in a definate direction for it's future, and for me at least that is a good sign.
I've got to take care of some things for now, but I should be back by tomorrow night.
Take care of yourselves.
Rovingjack
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Deep fried Origami
It's main amusement comes from the intrest others have in the doing of it. The paper gets a wee bit more crisp, but doesn't scorch, and the oil make the color darken a bit, I didn't try white paper so I don't know how clear it wold get.
It's strange also to notice the things people comment when these things occur to me, or when I do them.
Some people say things like, "You have too much time on your hands." and I find that strange.
As if the act of thinking outside the box (okay admittedly waaaay outside the box) has anything to do with activity and time available.
I just came off of a stint of writing something on the order of twenty five pages of script a day for weeks, and moving things into a new place and making two web comics and coming up with new ideas for art projects and .... well you get the idea. And if anything my creative thinking is increased, for all that I am weary physically.
Too much time on my hands, please. Creativity and bussy are not opposites. Fear of being unusual can stifle creativity and I think perhaps that's what has so many people worried. What will the neighbors think.
Well I'd hope that the neighbors would think thoughts but one can never tell these days. Okay so I'm odd, that makes us even... ouch that was bad even for me.
The other one that puzzles me (though it is kind of funny to hear) is, "Uh oh, He's bored." Okay it's fun, and makes me laugh, because quite frankly I can make things very intresting if I ever do get bored, but the thing is that being creative in my world isn't the resort of a bored person.
I find origami fun and intresting, I also will never own a deep fryer because if there is anything I learned since working in a kitchen is that given curiosity and availability there is very little in this world I wouldn't deep fry just to find out what happens and what ideas it can stimulate.
What scares me is that there are people who stand in front of these things and never once allow themselves to wonder how watermelon would taste deepfried (not too bad actually if I remember correctly) and, they can't take the idea to the next level and write a philisophical story about Deep fried melon being a metaphor for the crazy ideas that pass for the world we live in.
Not everybody is a writer, fine then paint or scetch or make a poem. Interpretive dance if you must, mime it at your own risk. Be creative, play with your food, play with your world.
That's sort of wandering and confused but then we are dabbling with the recesses of my mind, so goodnes knows what can come out of this squishy mass between my ears, is it exciting though.
Take care of yourselves
Roving Jack
It's strange also to notice the things people comment when these things occur to me, or when I do them.
Some people say things like, "You have too much time on your hands." and I find that strange.
As if the act of thinking outside the box (okay admittedly waaaay outside the box) has anything to do with activity and time available.
I just came off of a stint of writing something on the order of twenty five pages of script a day for weeks, and moving things into a new place and making two web comics and coming up with new ideas for art projects and .... well you get the idea. And if anything my creative thinking is increased, for all that I am weary physically.
Too much time on my hands, please. Creativity and bussy are not opposites. Fear of being unusual can stifle creativity and I think perhaps that's what has so many people worried. What will the neighbors think.
Well I'd hope that the neighbors would think thoughts but one can never tell these days. Okay so I'm odd, that makes us even... ouch that was bad even for me.
The other one that puzzles me (though it is kind of funny to hear) is, "Uh oh, He's bored." Okay it's fun, and makes me laugh, because quite frankly I can make things very intresting if I ever do get bored, but the thing is that being creative in my world isn't the resort of a bored person.
I find origami fun and intresting, I also will never own a deep fryer because if there is anything I learned since working in a kitchen is that given curiosity and availability there is very little in this world I wouldn't deep fry just to find out what happens and what ideas it can stimulate.
What scares me is that there are people who stand in front of these things and never once allow themselves to wonder how watermelon would taste deepfried (not too bad actually if I remember correctly) and, they can't take the idea to the next level and write a philisophical story about Deep fried melon being a metaphor for the crazy ideas that pass for the world we live in.
Not everybody is a writer, fine then paint or scetch or make a poem. Interpretive dance if you must, mime it at your own risk. Be creative, play with your food, play with your world.
That's sort of wandering and confused but then we are dabbling with the recesses of my mind, so goodnes knows what can come out of this squishy mass between my ears, is it exciting though.
Take care of yourselves
Roving Jack
Monday, May 4, 2009
Um uh yeah and stuff
Pfffht, yeah that about covers it.
I'm pretty tired and I have a sore throat, oh nos I's be dieing from pig flu or whatever.... Not.
anyway I am trying to figure out what exactly I'm to be doing in the next bit of my life here, it's one of the things that hits right after marathon writing.
You focus so long on something and the it's sort of like, um okay what just happened? Where am I and when is it right now?
I'm vaugely sure mothers day is coming up. I know I'd like to go to another connecticon members appreciation day and that the second social gathering of the group is this saturday. I'm in the process of moving.
I have to get to work on the second part of the Runcible superhero story. I'm working on both my web comics and I have to do something about pink socks.
No, I'm fairly sure sock puppets have no place in anything right now so please get out of my head.
I'm sorry where was I. You don't perhaps remember my name I seem to have misplaced it. Oh right yes Runcible Jack. Anyway.
I'm partly afraid to veg out and do nothing... mainly because I know the time dilation trick is going to spin me around and drop me off in the middle of next year.
I'm switching how I'm doing my word puzzles, and I have enough now that I should work on how to enter them into the computer so I can create my two books of them. Then there is the working on the second volume of my hand drawn mazes to get scanned and done up. With that out of the way I'll see what I can do for Pink socks, and then focus mainly on the moving and getting myself organsed so that I can get myself ready for my summer convention.
I've an artist alley table this year and would like to have samples from my mazes and word puzzles as well as both web comics and maybe even published fiction to show off with a few other odds and ends of my artistic adventures with the muses.
And I should even be able to get sufficiant sleep now that Script frenzy is over.
Take care of yourselves
Roving jack
I'm pretty tired and I have a sore throat, oh nos I's be dieing from pig flu or whatever.... Not.
anyway I am trying to figure out what exactly I'm to be doing in the next bit of my life here, it's one of the things that hits right after marathon writing.
You focus so long on something and the it's sort of like, um okay what just happened? Where am I and when is it right now?
I'm vaugely sure mothers day is coming up. I know I'd like to go to another connecticon members appreciation day and that the second social gathering of the group is this saturday. I'm in the process of moving.
I have to get to work on the second part of the Runcible superhero story. I'm working on both my web comics and I have to do something about pink socks.
No, I'm fairly sure sock puppets have no place in anything right now so please get out of my head.
I'm sorry where was I. You don't perhaps remember my name I seem to have misplaced it. Oh right yes Runcible Jack. Anyway.
I'm partly afraid to veg out and do nothing... mainly because I know the time dilation trick is going to spin me around and drop me off in the middle of next year.
I'm switching how I'm doing my word puzzles, and I have enough now that I should work on how to enter them into the computer so I can create my two books of them. Then there is the working on the second volume of my hand drawn mazes to get scanned and done up. With that out of the way I'll see what I can do for Pink socks, and then focus mainly on the moving and getting myself organsed so that I can get myself ready for my summer convention.
I've an artist alley table this year and would like to have samples from my mazes and word puzzles as well as both web comics and maybe even published fiction to show off with a few other odds and ends of my artistic adventures with the muses.
And I should even be able to get sufficiant sleep now that Script frenzy is over.
Take care of yourselves
Roving jack
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