If I’m a bit quiet and slow to respond, it’s because my day job is a bit of madness and the rest of my life just isn’t as easy to handle as it usually is either. Stuff. Things. I should be more myself next weekend.

Comics will still be on schedule. Never fear.

Crazy! I actually drew something that isn’t the comic! I couldn’t quite remember what to do with it when I was done, but… Here ya go! The cast from Jon Kowitz’s comic, The Fold Space, housed on DeviantArt. He’s been a constant supporter of ProtC for ages, so I felt I owed him a little something. :3

Okay, so I completely underestimated my capabilities to doodle and sketch while under pressure and running in circles trying to rebuild my home. Haaa, moving’s crazy, isn’t it? We all forget how crazy it really is,  don’t we? Maybe we could have seen that coming if I’d been thinking, but really, there are few events in life that are as non-conducive to straight thinking as putting one’s entire life into categorized boxes. No, it doesn’t ever work that neatly.

Regardless, here I am once again! My internet connection’s back, the world is mostly right side up, and a new page awaits you. On with the show! It is so good to be back at this.

I come bearing a reminder, just one more time:

Prophecy of the Circle will be going on hiatus!

The reason, in case you might have missed it, is that I’m in the process of moving. I’m not entirely sure how long the hiatus will be, but I officially move this weekend, and then there is the inevitable unpacking of things. Bigger and more disruptive is the small matter of getting my internet set up at the new place, and due to some interesting finagling I have to do regarding that, it may take some time (but I hope not; I am indeed part of the wired generation and life without internet looks so very, very bleak, brr).

Rest assured that I’m rushing back to this as soon as I’m able. If it’s possible during the internetless dry spell, there will at least be doodles and sketches appearing sporadically in the Tumblr and DeviantArt, courtesy of my running around with my laptop trying to catch a signal like a thirsty fellow tries to catch a raindrop. It all depends, but it’s my fervent hope.

This is difficult for me, too. I can at least assure you all of that. You’re the best audience, always curious and encouraging, and I hope you’re still around for the tekk-themed Interlude and then Chapter Two when I return.