Finally back on here. Added a few very recent sketches (marked with a future date on accident, as it turns out...oops). But I hope to upload a boatload of older material once I get the time. You would think summer would free up some time...

Finally, all of that is over with. Perhaps I'll have more time for deviantart now.

Never thought I'd revisit The Scarlet Letter, really. But here I am.

Um...sort of in a happy place right now.

Christmas is here because Thanksgiving seems to have died very quickly. Santa cornered Thanksgiving in a dark alleyway with a shovel and dragged him away in a burlap sack. Sigh...Thanksgiving isn't given the credit it deserves.

Why doesn't Thanksgiving have a mascot thing? Turkeys and pilgrims are too vague. It needs something.

My life hasn't had a "holy crap plot twist" moment in a while, so I'm a little unsurprised about what's happened. It's not so bad this time though. Well, it's not completely good or bad for anyone. A mixed bag of life. Can a plot twist untwist itself by twisting in upon itself even more?...

December, December. Hello. Thank you for giving me an excuse to be cooped up inside and sketch the night away.

Today is one of those days where one realizes their deep, undying affection for blankets. Blankets are on my top ten list of favorite things at the moment.

I like technology in general. It lets one communicate with another anywhere on the planet. Given situation: ten minutes away from each other. Somehow, technology fails at this instance, leaving me confused, frustrated, and utterly, totally screwed over.

Wait a minute...

Okay, we're good. Never mind. I'm a fan of technology again.

Nothing good can come from this sudden, awful laziness that's come over me. My sketchbook is in another room, and the scanner is right here. The images on my computer are wonky sizes, and photoshop just basically gave me the finger. Enjoy one deviation, I guess, world.