This week’s new Dustinland comic is a quick in and out. One panel. One zinger. It’s very New Yorkery. I usually don’t write this way but every once in a while I do. And then people say “you should send this to the New Yorker, you should get this published, you should do XYZ.” All very nice comments that mean well, but would require me to put in effort and engage with other humans in a way that would involve submitting my art for judgement, and those are all things I dislike. I like creating. I like sharing my work. The business of that is something I don’t enjoy.
But oh yeah, the comic. It’s about being depressed. But it’s like, a totally hilarious take on it. Just a quick little zinger, a sharp little jab, a tiny barb. Maybe I should submit it to The New Yorker.