Jeffrey the Ghost of Self-Loathing
Writing was the hardest part for this particular comic because I had been plagued by Jeffrey for some time prior. I had written and even sketched out an entirely different comic yesterday, but it was bad enough that I scrapped it altogether and slipped into a bit of a negativity death-spiral.
It wasn’t much use trying to be funny when I was depressed so I figured it would probably be best to just embrace it. I thought of a ghost on your shoulder, akin to the angel/devil archetypes, whose sole purpose is to make you feel terrible all the time. In exposing him I experienced the sort of catharsis I needed to shut him the hell up.
Sketching was awesome. Designing Jeffrey was easy (sort of an emo-kid version of our leading man), though I worried by the end that perhaps I’d gone too creepy with him. Originally he didn’t have pupils and it made him a lot more terrifying.
I had a nice opportunity to use perspective (which I’ve been wanting to play with for a little while) in the final frame and I think it was successful in conveying the mood I wanted. I actually tried a few different variations on it before I settled on one that I liked.
And just so everyone knows, I’m actually even better at sex than I think I am.
