Well, guess what?
It's November.
And that means that I'm writing a novel and not drawing anything.
Ah, well, that's a lie.
I've drawn character sketches.
For my novel.
So that doesn't really count.
The plot's going well.
I've gotten over my paranoia about jumping too quickly into the climax.
Sex isn't fun when it goes that way, you know?
Lol, double entendre.
Anyway.
For whatever inquiring minds are out there (?)
I'll give you a quick plot speal.
Basically, my narrator is the right hand man of his sister who happens to be like the leader of a gang territory
And one day he gets pushed down a giant drain where he finds lots of people
And all of the people are like dead
Or addicted to this really nasty drug
Which makes them like bleed out of their orifices and sex everything they find
Like corpses....

And so, my poor narrator's job is to try and make sure the drug doesn't get up to the surface
Where it'll endanger his sister and loved ones.
And after this last chapter, I've officially determined that I prefer all of my heroes to be ass-raped at some point in the story.
It's sad but hey, sometimes you just gotta learn to live with your vices.

I'm giddy about the whole thing really, it's so fun.
I think I might draw a picture of sweet Spindle with blood flowing down his face....
Might look forward to that one, loves.
A'ight. Well, I'm off to go soak my mind in anime since I've been off it for a while.
Love to all.
~Kanna