YU+ME books have arrived. This is not a drill. This is my life for the next infinity.
Throwback Thursday: Kim Ross in her first appearance in Dresden Codak vs. her most recent.
Yeah I am! I’d like to keep going further with comics and burlesque, and while the internet means you can find a community of like minded people without being in the same place, it’s a lot more effective if you can physically live in a community that supports you. Every time I go on tour, when I come back, Grand Rapids is a little bit smaller, and I’ve outgrown it. I’ve always wanted to live in Chicago, and now is the perfect time to go for it. I’m nervously excited.
I guess I never really did talk about it. I don’t much like talking about stuff like this, or having people feel bad for me or whatever. When I feel sad, I tend to keep to myself. I don’t like to whine, even when I have a good reason to. But it’s been enough time that I can at least share a bit.
In May, when I was on tour, my girlfriend of 4 years broke up with me out of the blue via text message. How shitty is that? That is so shitty! Right on the tail end of tour when I’m exhausted and drained physically and emotionally and I’m on a bus with 15 other people, unable to have any privacy while I bawl my eyes out as everyone else is sleeping. So goddamn shitty. You don’t text message breakup.
But, in retrospect, it wasn’t going to work out, for so many reasons, and now I have the freedom to do stuff like move to Chicago and amp up my participation in burlesque and going on dates is fun (and also awful but mostly fun) and I’m really getting to know my cat a lot better. It’s been a few months now, and I’m really seeing the bright side of all this.
There’s still bad days. Any time I clean I find more of her stuff. (Like, I just cleaned that room last week, how did I miss this thing?) Every now and then a memory will bubble up. Everything she ever gave me is in a pile under my bed. But it’s way more good days than bad.
I don’t exactly want a bunch of people I don’t know sending me sympathy. That overwhelms me a bit. Which is another reason I didn’t want to talk about it. But there it is. Yaaaaaaaaaaaaay.
I am whimpering because I love this so much and I don’t know what to do with all my emotions right now.
You could also read a new online excerpt here on the Huffington Post.
Copies, as always, are available HERE.
This book helped get me over a terrible breakup (well, still getting over it) and it is really really fantastic. You should read it.
Speaking of Batwoman costumes, DAMN.
I use this pattern constantly. I often alter parts of it, and it makes a really good base for all kinds of things. The Batwoman costume was the A variation, and I hand stitched the symbol on the front before I added the zipper. I’m hoping to make a cape for it soon, but I didn’t have time and also it sounded way too warm to be wearing to a dance party. (PS: Thanks!)
Saw it, went with it.
Most definitely, once I have money and enough time to let it heal. I hate having fresh tattoos when I have to do a show, and I’m not sure when I’ll have a long enough break between shows to get anything done, but my next project is going to be a mermaid on one arm, and a reverse mermaid on the other. I’ve been thinking about it for long enough that I’m allowed to get it now.