I feel better about comics when I am not squeezing them out of my brain pustules. I don’t even know where those are or what they do or if they even exist, but it was terrible trying to squeeze them out of there. It’s not so much the ‘work’, it’s thinking about where the comics are going to end up. Art Spiegleman talks about that in McSweeney’s 27, his work is ruined or strained when he starts to think of something as ‘product’.
It’s just really hard to think of the things I post here as anything but. Maybe if I’m going to do comics I need to get a website without a comment system and ‘locked-in’ audience, I don’t know.