Inktober insecurities.

Inktober has been a blast so far.  For those of you who don't know what Inktober is, it was a hashtag for ink drawings during October that caught on.  I participated in it last year and I'm doing it again this year.  You can follow me on Instagram and/or Twitter to see my offerings so far, where I've settled into a series that follows a former priest of a dream god in the vein of H.P. Lovecraft's ...

Unreal geek girls.

A few years ago there was a huge argument going around about "fake geek girls."  It was the claim that there are women out there who are only into geeky things because it's popular now and are only trying to take advantage of its mainstream appeal.  It may still be a topic in some circles, but it certainly doesn't have the legs it used to.  For my part, I never believed there was such a thing as a fake geek girls.  I still have a hard time believing there are geek girls at all. Let me exp...

Sing along.

My son loves to sing.  He's not even three years old yet.  He doesn't quite have the ability to form complete sentences yet.  But that boy loves to sing.  I'm sure this isn't some grand revelation in child development, but it still blows my mind that my toddler loves to sing little songs. It's easy to teach him songs, too.  He's very good at repeating lyrics and catching on to song patterns.  So, naturally, I've begun making up little songs for him to sing with me about stuff he's not n...

Call the vegan police.

For those of you who don't know, I've been vegan since 1996.  It's been over twenty years since I stopped eating and wearing animal products, so I'm pretty entrenched in this lifestyle.  I also don't like talking about it very much unless asked, because it's only an aspect of who I am instead of how I choose to define myself.  I'm also aware that vegans are often viewed as insufferable and preachy, thanks to the insufferable and preachy vegans who ruined it for the rest of us, so I tend to ke...

The temptation to get political.

The news has certainly been eventful lately, from hurricanes to mass shootings.  I've wanted to comment on these things, and the reactions of certain politicians to them, but I've held my tongue because there's been enough commentary on social media feeds and news programs.  It's enough to make your head spin.  So I decided to keep quiet on politics around here, so we could be an escape from the endless avalanche of opinion pieces and outrage blogs.  Star Power is a webcomic about sci-fi spa...

Inktober is important to me.

Two years ago I was browsing through Instagram when I noticed people using the hashtag #Inktober along with their ink drawings.  Someone had decided October was going to be a month of ink art and the idea caught on.  It was delightful to see and I wanted to take part in it, but I was in the middle of a crushing bout of depression after a relationship implosion with a close group of friends.  So I remained distant despite my desire to participate. Last year I took part in #Inktober.  I use...

Star Power as a beer.

There's a brewery restaurant in Hartford, Connecticut where we like to eat and drink when we're in town for ConnectiCon.  The food is good, but the main attraction is their menu of beers.  Over the years, there have been many fancy and creative brews that have gone through that beer list, and they've all been very good.  Recently, they added a beer to their list that isn't a fancy or creative brew.  It's called The Export and it's just a regular beer.  Not only is it the best thing on their...

Computer Calamities

Those of you who have been watching me stream on Twitch for the last couple of weeks already know  that my computer Alice has been giving me grief. Lagging to unreasonable levels, especially for a computer as roubust as she is, making my work and life slow and difficult and infuriating. Friday when I should have been finishing today and Wednesday's pages, her lagging reached the point where Photoshop froze on me. Twice. Within 30min. You can still watch this and me lose my shit in real time. ...

The ranks within friendships.

I've been thinking a lot about friendships lately.  As the years go by there are friends that come and friends that go.  There are ups and downs, and people who were once close grow further apart and vice-versa.  With the passage of time comes an appreciation for the friendships that stick through all the ups and downs, the coming and going, and the trials that make or break these relationships. But there's an aspect of friendships and social circles that has always bothered me.  It's the...

Friendships and nicknames.

I have an old-fashioned view of nicknames.  I believe nicknames are only meant to be given to you, and they only get to stick if your circle of friends accepts it, whether you like it or not.  That's how nicknames worked when I was growing up, but I realize that's not even close to how nicknames work nowadays.  Thanks to usernames, gamertags, and other such online labels you get to choose your own nickname, and friendships that are forged over networks can forego real names altogether. I'm...