Another of my diary comics, which I will eventually collect in a book as I make more. A few that I decide to share, I will post online. Others will be book exclusive.
My fiancé and I held a funeral for poor Ass Unicorn…and then unceremoniously dumped old food on him because kitchens gotta be cleaned and life goes on. (No one really prepares you for the odd parts of being a sexual being, up to and including the body count…)
These comics are based on experiences and thoughts I’ve had regarding life, and its many struggles, including those of gender, sex, mental illness, and everything in between. As a result, the language is often blunt, aggressive, shocking, and sometimes painful; similarly, my humor is often dry, self-deprecating, and dark. I write the way I speak and definitely the way I speak to myself which is not often nice. Also some are just for fun — to capture the joy of the mundane, the sacred and the profane.
While some things may be embellished, simplified, or exaggerated for the comic medium, there is always a truth to them for that snapshot of time.
Clip Studio Paint | 24 Apr 2019