I'm drawing again.
After I got out of the hospital, I fell into the habit of just crashing in the easy chair and watching TV. I hadn't watched TV regularly in years, so I had some catching up to do.
But eventually, I remembered why I quit watching TV in the first place. It just depresses the hell out of me. It's not the content, although the content is certainly dismal, for the most part. The problem is that it's so
passive. You just lay there in the recliner, letting this stuff bleat at you. I need to be intellectually stimulated. I need to
interact, not just lie there. Art and web surfing give me interaction and intellectual stimulation.
So now I’m drawing again, as my health allows. And I feel better emotionally and mentally for doing it.
What this means for you is that there are going to be more pages of
Cavegirl Combat. I hope to have several ready in a couple of weeks.
At this point in my illness, about one-fourth of sufferers are already dead. Except for the effects of chemotherapy, I’m leading a fairly normal life. But the long-term survival rate — past five years or so — is almost zero. While I feel pretty good now, I could start going downhill very suddenly and very quickly. I hope to have a lot more art for you before that happens.