CCXLVII: What We’re Stuck With

Posted by on May 3, 2019
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CCXLIV: It’s Over

Posted by on March 2, 2019
Production Code: UTC244

Of all the hard pages to make in this chapter, this one was hard in a unique way. Over the past few years, due to the rising number of real-life school tragedies in my country, I’ve become extremely sensitive to the prospect of young adults being shot. Even if the argument can be made that Ken deserves what he gets, the echoes of reality in a scene like this—complete with armed military storming the building—chill me to the bone.

Which begs the question “Then why did you write it like this, Jim?” As I was coming up with reasonable conclusions for this finale, I looked at a few possibilities and all of the ones that didn’t involve the authorities coming in at the end lacked the bite of seriousness this story needed to conclude in a satisfying way. If I didn’t bring in an external law force, I’d be sidestepping the truth that this school is already not safe for these kids, and that the actions that unfolded today are too big, too consequential, to be contained to just the building and just the student population. For the series to take the next steps that I want it to take, a line needs to be crossed.

I don’t know if I did the right thing, but that line is now crossed, and we’re going to see what waits on the other side.


Posted by on February 7, 2018
Production Code: UTC231

I don’t have much experience drawing bodies tangled in other bodies, so panels 2 and 3 were a challenge. I don’t quite think I got all of their masses properly aligned here. It seems like Kestrel’s torso has been absorbed into Chuck’s stomach.

CLI: Girl, Disregarded

Posted by on January 6, 2014
Production Code: UTC151

The last time we saw Keris, she had just transformed back from a giant pink poodle into her original human form.

The final panel was originally a different drawing entirely. Her head was tilted down and she had a different expression, but it didn’t fit the feel of what I wanted, so I just copied panel 6 and changed her mouth.

CIII: Class Dismissed

Posted by on March 26, 2012
Production Code: UTC103

Look how blank that cork board is. I neglected to draw anything on it in previous pages, when it wasn’t so obvious. Now it just sort of stands right out to me. Man, this is one boring classroom. Then again, this is Dr. Mitchell’s classroom we’re talking about.