Welp, it's been a little bit, and I almost didn't make it to 2020. By all accounts, I SHOULDN'T have made it to 2020, but I did. The creator of Half-Rats could not be expected to do anything less, but survive all odds.
First of all, I ended up losing my house - big surprise. Then, I lost my job - naturally. I had to sell off, leave behind or give away just about everything, and am still surviving off of whatever I have left to sell. It wasn't long before the bank fucked me over - and what little bit of money I had in the band fund is still being held hostage by Chase Bank. The icing on the cake was when I got shot on Thanksgiving. I'm not going to go into details, but someone brought a gun to an argument, and I ended up having a .45ACP rip through my pelvis and sever my femoral artery. I'm still recovering. 2019's final kick to the ass was taking my grandmother, who passed away recently.
I somehow am still here, defiantly. As far as creative stuff is concerned. I'm laser-focused on my new band.
There were talks within the Half-Rats discord server to resurrect "Half-Rats: Dawn of Pestilence", but everyone is too busy, and I think just about everyone else in the world has moved on from Half-Rats. There's still a storyboard, a nearly-completed map, and some weapon/monster/friendly NPC models tucked away if anyone REALLY, and I mean REALLY wanted to lend a hand. I might just go ahead and bring it out of its coffin and fuck with it when I have the time - maybe some of HG's old staff will want to work on it in a couple years.
As far as the comic is concerned, that's also on back-burner. I'm going to finish up these remaining three issues now that I feel better, then continue the story as a serialized bunch of short stories, or "pulps". Not sure where I'm going to host them, but, I don't think anyone's banging down my door for HR content. If anyone is interested in helping out with the art, I might continue it as a comic, but, eh.
A beautiful story. Life is always throwing challenges at us on every turn. These challenges often add up to greater breaks as we get through them.
Holly **** dude you had an intense year. Glad your still around.
Yeah, it was ****** up. I lost my dev career, and everything else, only to basically respawn at my parents' house, haha.
Man, talk about bad luck. Hope things will get better for you this year, man!