Gather around, my little bartenders, and I’ll drop some whiny knowledge: unless you’re running a gag series, webcomics are a dangerous proposition. No matter what noble aspirations begat the effort, in the end, they’re motivated solely by that ever-present deadline, which dulls creativity and innovation like sharp steel being scraped edge-first on a brick wall. In the end, it strangles the product, and you’re left with a zombie of a comic series, continuing to exist without any spark of vitality, without any purpose except to meet the next deadline. Think “Cathy.”
Yes.
The current situation over at Mocktopus is a combination of a bunch of things. “Creative drought”. “School”. “The fact that I am weak”. Doing a comic five days a week is something I’d love to be able to do, and I had it going pretty well during the summer, but it’s just not a feasible option if I want to cultivate creativity and ideas, rather than churn out five jokes about rapping sloths a week, three of which are in copy-paste sprite form.