This picture is terrible but my proof came yesterday! This shit is about to get real! I am very very happy with how it looks printed out. I think we have made a quality product. Looking forward to getting the first bunch, officially opening the book store and sending some books out!

-W.

Woke up today to several messages. This is really turning into an all consuming gig and I am loving it! Complaints about shipping prices ensue. We are still trying to figure out the best way to do it. I think Amazon has spoiled everyone into thinking that shipping should be free and I don’t blame people. I am myself that person who refuses to pay for shipping but alas I don’t know how else to do this when the shipping just costs that much. I can’t lose money over shipping, that makes no sense. Still trying to puzzle over how to solve this problem. In the meantime my solution is always this: draw a comic! That’s what I shall be working on today (not what I had planned but it’s all a learning process). (more…)

This morning was spent on the phone. A very rare but good thing for me. It has disrupted my day a bit and so instead of drawing a comic I thought I would jot some thoughts here. Hopefully afterwards I can get back to drawing.

My first phone call was with a classmate from law school. He recently quit his big-law job and is now preparing to go traveling for a year. Why does that sound familiar?

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I just try to do the good job that I have to the best of my ability…I just do the best I can.

Wise words from Ruth Bader Ginsburg, the most bad-ass lawyer in town. Thanks RBG for being such an inspiration to me and for telling me it’s ok to be who I am, as long as I am doing the best I can. Happy Thanksgiving everyone!

-W.

Being a writer is a lonely affair. Even in today’s world, with so much social media and communication, the act of writing is fundamentally one of solitude and quiet.

When I used to work at the firm, it was hard to get alone time. Even though I had my own office, closing my door was frowned upon. It was strange to me that our profession – one which I like to romanticize as full of silent contemplation – was actually so loud.

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