In a perfect world, I would do nothing but make my comics and play my drums. I would post my art for free, and my faithful fans would congratulate me, my family would celebrate my achievements, people would say, “Fukkin A! Great job, Mel!” But in reality, I bust my ass to make these comics, I post them, and no one says a word. I’ve lamented this bullshit for long enough, and I’m sick of giving my soul away FOR FREE to an audience that either doesn’t exist, or doesn’t give a fuck. And I’m not going to apologize for this post, my feelings, or the action I’ve just taken to set a firm digital boundary with an uncaring world.
