I've injured my wrist (unfortunately riding the line between life and death by carpal tunnel) but very fortunately I can recover from it! For the moment that means I cannot draw, and the drawing that I can do must be prioritized towards my clients and my schoolwork. I wanted to hold off on announcing something because I figured I'd recover much faster but alas, such is not the case. I've been dealing with this for weeks at this point.
291 isn't on an official hiatus, because as soon as I can finish up the next few pages they'll be out, and I want to get it back on schedule ASAP. For the moment, though, things are going to be a bit sleepy.
Thank you for being so understanding, and a huuuuuuuge thanks for getting it to over 50 followers! Absolute madness!
In the meantime please enjoy this doodle from before the wrist reckoning of Paris and Mark chilling together.
Paris and Mark moved to Maverick, a quiet, quirky little town on the Connecticut River, in the hopes of getting a fresh start. And a fresh start they got, though not quite in the form they expected it to be!
When Mark inexplicably becomes a werewolf, a creature that literally does not exist and one they cannot find any real trace of aside from Mark himself, they roll with the punches and resolve to keep it a secret. It's fine.
It's totally fine.
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291 focuses on the literal and personal adventures of two young men as they learn to reconcile with the past and face an increasingly uncertain future... along with a host of supernatural spooks, a chipper little caique, and a flute with an attitude problem.
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