The hangover from last night's almost gone, so I feel like it's time to get busy again, and why not? It's been 2013 for almost 15 hours here in Melbourne, and it's shaping up pretty well.

I like to keep my resolutions easy - they're based on stuff I know I'm going to do anyway. Here's what my year has in store for me:

Working hard at my internship with Milk Shadow Books, making contacts and maybe editing some comics and fiction novels (maybe even make a job for myself...).
Get more into my local comics community by visiting Squishface Studios a whole lot more and by making some comics. Drawing night tomorrow night, woo!
Do some great work in the last year of my Masters Course, including a Graphic Narratives unit this semester, and a huge project next semester that I have yet to figure out (but will inevitably be to do with comics)
Judge some amazing work soon to come in to ! If you're not already on board with this OCT, go check it out. I've got some great judges and some pretty cool prizes lined up... It'll be a great contest.
Do more art! Helped especially by doing more comics for (official website), by this time next year I'm sure to have improved.

How about you guys? What's on the agenda?

Overdue, but obligatory post for getting some love from *Tofubeast

First 10 Comments get a feature of their three works that I like the best - on the condition that you do the same on your journal because that's how these cray cray chain things work.

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ASC Chapter 1: The BayouIt was dark and Robbie was scared. Rustlings and unfamiliar sounds made the over-sized child flinch and twitch constantly.
The path through the bayou was treacherous at the best of times; filled with sinkholes, uneven ground masked by overgrown vegetation. And of course there were the Alligators. Robbie didn’t want to think of those. He also didn’t want to think why he was here. And he especially didn’t want to think about witches, swamp-things and grindylows. 
Chewing his lip nervously, twitching like a gangly ginger bird and stumbling in the dark, Robbie couldn’t do much but follow the man in front.
Most of Van’s men scared Robbie and this one was no different. A foreigner, from England he’d heard. Arrived in the city about a month ago, and had worked his way up into the tournament in the previous few weeks. Robbie couldn’t understand why someone would want to be in this thing. Then again, Robbie didn’t understand much abou

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TC-QMC Sailor Betelgeuse RoundThe fog finally lifted from her mind, letting her see the world as it was. She could see the life, color, and brilliance, all of it simply beautiful. Lush grass and blooming flowers created the softness beneath her feet. Only he had been this brilliant before, the man she could hardly remember. "You would have loved this garden, my prince." That was who he had been, her prince, her light, her love. With each step in the fragrant garden she lost focus on the world around her, trying to regain the elusive memories of her beloved prince. If she only could remember...

But with a change in the air around her the memories scattered once more, leav

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