Dear Janolytes,

Its hot. Its fucking hot and I’m still stuck at Cotton field 12. Warehouses are modern day plantations. No A/C just fans that may touch you while you have an existential breakdown as you get stretched out by Big Brown Cardboard. Elaborate those last 3 words.

Yep.

On a positive note this new Ama Lou Cd is tantalizing my soul. I wanna see her in concert. She was supposed to open for Snoh Aalerga in 2022 but she was a no show. Sadness and Ire. I started watching Yaiba, Summer time Rendering and Hell’s Paradise in the midst of programming. Plus X Men Season 2 just restarted. My nigga everyone is being traumatized. If you have hope for a character, forget it now.

My anniversary trip to New Orleans was a wonderful reprieve, minus the lack of water. Alcohol is nice and all but so is water. But it was a wonderful cultural experience and inspiring on various levels.

Speaking of levels its time for Level 11 of my comic series.

Best segue ever bro.

We are officially at the half way point of my 20 issue series, with Act 3 and 4 comprising these last 10 issues.

*Begin Flashback Sequence.

I got a jump-start on it earlier than I planned in the early part of 2k18. I was in the early part of coloring Issue 6, but at some point lil Jano Cove was ransacked by a despicable lot of cunt bags. Taking my cpu,ps4 and some other things and giving me another round of PTSD.

*deep breath.

With my coloring plans thwarted I decided to fully write out Act 3 and 4 of my JRPG while in the midst of own JRPG. Over the next month or so I fleshed out my outlines I initially made in 2016-2017, and drew out the new characters. My new cpu arrived and I colored a sketch tape I drew in 2017 called Emerald Evisceration. Around mid April, I started drawing Issues 11-20 as I started to rewatch my Gundam Wing DVDs and play Final Fantasy 7…..which I still haven’t beat.

And I was off.

Cotton field 8 allowed me to not be so fucking tired, I would wrire during training and pages on my 45 minute lunch break. I had so much vigor,fervor and tenacity for this project. I still do but these warehouses make it hard to function. I’m surprised I’ve got as much done in the past 8 years that I have since I entered in this painful warehouse world.

I hate it here.

FUCK!!!

Eventually I found myself unemployed from Early June to Late September. Cotton field 9, ended my job cuz my new maSsa didn’t schedule me and my return to Cotton field 8 was a seasonal project.

Jano What???!!!!

I know that is a lot to digest, but this isn’t the place for my cotton field chronicles.You can email me if you want answers, but for now lets continue this tale.

So summer came, I was unemployed as fuck, and artsy as fuck bro. I couldn’t afford AC but I could afford to go to restaurants to draw and ink for hours on end. See friends, and play video games.Shit was fun.

Minus the no AC part. It was fuckin Hot.

Hotter now. Shout out to global warming and this oppressor heat.

FUCK.

Anyway joy filled my spirit and thought I would be done coloring my whole story within 2 years.

Silly me.

Fast Forward to September 2020. I started Level 11 after a hiatus of finishing Act 2, playing Spider Man, Phantasy Star 4, and and starting to rewatch Star Trek The Next Generation.

Side note, I did fight Sephiroth in September 2020 but he beat with frog and math magic. I need a rematch.

Fun Fact this series was going to originally end at Level 10, but the version of me that existed in 2k16 decided that to keep it going. It went from 5 issues to 10, to 25 then down to 20 issues. This thought permeated my spirit to my stylus as I introduced these new characters.

I returned to CottonField 6 based on sheer desperation since a nigga didn’t get none of those COVID-19 unemployment checks when I left Cotton field 10. The only plus side about returning to Cottonfield 6 was loosing all the weight I gained over the course over the last 6 months, since ya know parks were closed and niggas couldn’t take walks. But the bad part was my back learned a new level of hell, plus for a while i had to wake up at 2 am to be there at 4 am.

FUCK!!! THIS WAS THE TRENCHES BRO!! ON KAMI NIGGA!!!

FUCK!!!

Despite that, I managed to finish Issue 11, even if it took my 6 months…..yea.

This issue hurt. Have you ever colored a funeral? No? Just me? Ok.

To provide context here is the plot.

The battle with Ikari has ended but the damage has been done. Watatsumi, Coral and Raiken fly to the Slattle Village to lay Kuchihige to rest. While there Raiken reunites with his sister Yumi.Yumi filled with rage at her mentors death prepares to strike a deal with Raiken to save the dying Coral.

New characters and a new revenge arc set to unfold. For a preview click here and to add this new level to your collection click here.

That’s all for now.

Either the next issue is going to be a photo adventure or a surprise. Depends on how much I get i done. Although I’m ready to get back to Azure. My toxic trait is that I want to get my comic series animated and have action figures made.

Spoiler Alert.

At any rate I need to check my inventory since I will be vendoring this w.end. Here is to my trying to be an art idol and a free slave.

Moral of the story, try not to take whatever job you can get. if you can be unemployed. do it. You’ll find yourself in a litany of plantations that have you questioning the value of your life.