Allison’s back. I need to get more of these done – they’re taking up space in my head but they’re a little harder to do. The creative process feels like a form of obessive/compulsive disorder sometimes: I have these recurring thoughts and stories that I feel “need” to come out and then I fret and work to get it “just right” so I get that feeling of satisfaction but am I saying anything? Anything worth while? When I’m done have I done anything or have I just touched a doorknob fifteen times? Either way I feel worse not making comics than making comics.