Today, I failed. Completely.

For the first time since I began this project, I did not get up at 7:00 AM (give or take), I did not work on comics for an hour this morning, and instead I slept until 8:00 AM.

The first thing I thought when I awoke this morning was, “I am f***ing stressed. I do not want to deal.” So I slept in, knowing that I’d be home early from work today and could work on comics this afternoon. So, I did. I finished my three-page story, but that’s only half the point, isn’t it? Part of the whole project was to adhere to a schedule. A lesson in time management, if you will. Instead of doing something else this afternoon – like writing music, working on my novel, doing chores, etc. – I worked on comics. And it didn’t even take me an hour to finish compositing page 3. The rest of the time was spent preparing the online pages to be read. I was supposed to spend the rest of the time writing a short, two-page story for a friend to draw, and now I’m out of time.

Sure, today was somewhat successful in that I can now let the public read the story. But what’s disappointing to me is that I was on a running streak. Not in two weeks did I fail to adhere to my morning routine, but today, like a wuss, I let the worries of life get to me first thing in the morning.

Sad.

Tomorrow, this will not happen.

In any case, the story can now be read. Please feel free to read, Glutton by clicking on the picture below.