Well, I bet you’re wondering why there aren’t any comics.
I made the mistake of getting the latest version of ComicPress, and, just like another time, it took away all the comics.
So, you can find the latest Groovy, Kinda comic at my other, much more dependable site, on Tapastic.
And people who know much more about this stuff (which includes almost everyone alive today) than I do, are working to fix the problem. Thank you for your patience.
I wonder if, amidst all the moaning, Larry woke up, tiptoed downstairs, and got a show?
Nah, he was pretty zonked.
I’m beginning to see that Edison’s character is somewhat self destructive. Charlie you are capturing accurate behaviour of someone with Alcohol Dependancy issues, who’s own self loathing drives them to hurt others. Regretfully I’ve seen what such self destructive behaviour ended up doing to a colleague.
This is a dark turning in a story I’ve come to love and like all good stories there is always an element, or reflection, of truth in them.
Call me old fashioned and a hopeless romantic but I’m still ‘rooting’ for a happy ever after ending between Edison and Larry, it’s just the ‘fallout’ for Stephanie that gives me concerns.
Edison (Rosemary) and Philo, Edison (Rosemary) and Betsy (?), Edison (Rosemary) and Alice (?), Edison and Larry, Edison and Anya, Edison and Stephanie . . . and all the ones ‘fore and ‘tween (no mention of group sex . . . that she remembers, anyway).
“And if you can’t be with the one you love, honey
Love the one you’re with.” – Stephen Stills
Besides, “What’s Love got to do with it.” – Tina Turner
Edison better grab the reins or she’s gonna lose it all. However, if he’s like most juice heads I’ve known, she won’t see the cliff’s edge until she’s going over it, then it’s ‘Oh poor me’. It’s really sad.
Weepy alcoholics are embarrassing.
Um… I’ve always been a bit skeptical of psychoanalyzing characters in any media since they are under the complete control of the author. Unless some one successfully threatens/bribes/throws an epic hissy-fit at Charlie, what happens next is what Charlie wants to happen.
I might also point out that since Charlie reads these posts, your innermost desires and hopes are laid bare for a fiendishly clever and delightfully sadistic–err creative, yeah, that’s what I meant, creative–author to exploit for unexpected plot twists–just sayin’.
Anyway, kiddos, never forget. Charlie RULES!
“…is what Charlie wants to happen.”
It’s funny you should say that, because quite often I feel like I’m just reporting the events, rather than directing them. I try to edit them to make them more entertaining, of course.
One of the many things I love about these characters is the way they constantly surprise me.
And your comments give me so much more to think about. I have my own blind side when it comes to the characters. Many’s the time you’ve all said something about someone, and suddenly I’ll realize it myself.
As far as ruling goes, all I can say is “aw shucks.” Thank you.
So the characters have taken on a life of their own, hmm? That way lies madness…
… and damn fine writing! I was attracted to the strip by the story and the storytelling. The great art is a plus, but the story hooked me and keeps me here, so write (and draw) on, oh scribe, no matter how many faces your Muse has.
You speak true, Charlie. When writing, my mind is full of surprises for the characters. I may have to choose between three interesting possibilities, but the remaining two become ‘X’ files in a ‘Reference’ folder. I never discard good action or dialog. Sometimes, just for fun, I’ll open an ‘X’ file and edit (tweak) it based on the current storyline.
The Marx Brothers were ‘improv’ comedy on film. Forget the script, even they didn’t know where a scene was going from one minute to the next! Margaret Dumont recalled a scene in Animal Crackers, where her cue was lost in the mayhem. Finally, she decided to just walk into the chaos. Without a blink, Groucho turned and said, “Ah, Mrs. Rittenhouse, how lovely to see you.” And they they were off to . . . elsewhere.
There are no scripts in life, let alone rehearsals.
Ask any good author. The characters force the writing, not the author.
I’ve said before that I sometimes feel more like a reporter than a writer. I’m just telling you what they said and did.
Stephanie is the biggest writer of her own lines, followed by Eleanor.
Although naive/alien, Stephanie has a woman’s intuition nevertheless. What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him…until he DOES know? Will be interesting to see what then..