Anyway, you want to hear the bad news? I wrote the entire comic script, and then … I lost the text file. That’s right, it was sitting there for well over a year on my computer, and then I had a clever little clearout, and I threw it away not realising what it was. Even cleaned the backups!
BUGGER!
But fear not, I can basically remember it. Probably. It was the final comic in the series. The culmination of a study of the human condition. Something to do with … like … space? Some boobies involved somewhere in it I guess? Something to do with slavery … or freedom … or something like that? Ahhh … it’ll be fine, it’ll be fine.
I MEAN IT’S NOT LIKE THE PREVIOUS COMIC IN THAT SERIES WAS WHAT I CONSIDER TO BE MY GREATEST WORK EVER AND THIS LOST SCRIPT MAY HAVE BEEN EVEN GREATER, HUH???
I thought it up in a dream, and then forgot it in another dream. Just need to drink a few glasses of wine and get my dream goggles back on and remember it again, and we’ll be good to go! In the meantime I’m procrastinating by creating one mutha of a mighty sex scene to kick it off, so you know … swings and roundabouts.
PS. boobies.
