Sunday went well. The faces are a little more familiar and the conversation flows just a little bit easier. Everyone was in good spirits, despite the wet conditions. It was the last lesson for the year, so I'll have to juggle things around to go to training mid-week. Also, find out if I can attend trainer training at some point next week.

The comic work is picking up pace. I'd like to get the first book out just before christmas, and that's a tight deadline. One page at a time is the way forward.

Interestingly, as time rolls on the value of attending the jam at the trace becomes more apparent. As the casual chats with people about method sink in, I'm finding myself revising my training and, surprisingly my attitude. Apparently, diligence is infectious. I'm looking to bring in more structure. More conditioning, more effort. I guess I was inspired to do better, that's gotta be a good thing, right?

Here's hoping.