Cul de Sac by Richard Thompson for April 28, 2012

Put some salt on your arm while your at it. Oh, and pepper.

Now a normal person might change the narative such that the stars would no longer be considered intrusive.

Soy sauce.

When writing material, cut out the first two thirds of what you’ve written. The last third is your story.

Petey, you must serve the artistic process – throw some things!

Then Petey will be dis-arm-ing.

Petey, get thee to a therapist!

Chewing your arm off is counter-productive to your cartooning, Petey. The Toad Zombies seem promising, however: THROW the 317 pages of introductory matter and start afresh with the added Toad Zombies!

Petey, try making a Toad Zombie diorama. That should get your creative juices flowing!

No! No therapist for Petey! Let those creative juices FLOW!

..and that is how The Advengers was made…

If he was an adult he’d be hittin’ a bottle, a bong or on a babe……ahhhhh; creativity.

I like to throw things too!

Not everything an artist thinks up gets into the final story. Everybody who draws comics knows this.

Petey hates comics in which things happen (more precisely, he prefers comics in which things DON’T happen). After 317 pages of introductory material, an appearance by Toad Zombies would of course be a very big “happening,” so he’s better off without them.

Petey, follow your muse. Go to the last full page before the Toad Zombies were to appear, and write “The End” at the bottom, even if it’s in the middle of a scene. Besides, a 300+ page comic called “Toad Zombies” in which no Toad Zombies actually appear is fully consistent with the Indie Comic scene.

Alternatively, go back and insert a few Toad Zombies (or a lot) into the background of what you’ve already completed. The existence of Toad Zombies could be an initial condition of the world you’ve created, rather than a manufactured crisis — an “event”, a “story” — that happens within it.

How much for a signed toad zombie panel?

hahahahahaha.. Love it!!!!

I looked at the 2nd panel before I read the dialogue. Itlooked to me like a mass of tadpoles each sporting one massive eye, until I realised I was meant to be seeing toads.