My style is persecuted!

Yesterday I remembered why I stopped doing the comics. Only two days into the project I came against an immense wall of frustration. Apparently I have a tendency to script and thumbnail shots that I can't draw. Or at least not draw easily or the first time around. On top of not being able to get what was in my head on paper, Reagan had a tough time of the angle, too, when I asked him for help. Since he can't draw what's in my head either, his assistance was taking more of his time than I wanted, and I sent him away before the comic panel was looking much better.

After a breather (that might have contained a nap), though, I searched Getty Images for some references to practice with so I could get the pattern of construction down for extreme-angle people.

Thusly, I am over the first brick wall for page 9. It was probably optimistic to think it would take me only two days to finish the comic, and definitely optimistic to dream I could get it done in one.

Today has a wide swath of low-impact company, and tomorrow promises a more acute application of different flavor, but I should be able to press forward in these times, and do other drawing if not.

But what has me moderately worried today is a string of sleep related articles at Science Daily.

All the sleep articles there seem to tout measurable values of early-to-bed-early-to-rise and a strictly regulated sleep schedule (following the sun's lead, of course). I don't do either of those things very well. Looking at those articles (that did research. With SCIENCE) freaks me out. I want to rush into a sleep lab and let scientists observe me and tell me if I'm going to die if I keep living like this. Or, much worse, contract an organ disease. =/

If there was a pill to cure nocturnalism, would I take it?