Goodbye, Cruel Internet

You know how I'm always complaining about being s'darn busy? Remember that human bean I mentioned last post? Well, there went the last of my free time. I underestimated how much of a life-eater I was in for. So no more hobby comics for me, boyo. At least for the next...what? Five years or so? How long do little kids need constant attention?

Anyway, I could say I have every intention of coming back and continuing on with Untrue Tales and Monkeyface some sunny day, but I don't expect anybody to hang around here waiting on me.

It's been tons of fun, but for now I am done.

Thanks to everybody who's stopped in along the way to read the comics or drop a comment. Your interest has been much appreciated. Sorry to leave you hanging, but it's a crumbly cookie, life is.

Keep on unbelieving.

-Sam Little

This is getting ridiculous

Seems I only post to explain that I won't be posting. So why go changing?

No updates for a while, folks! Leastwise 'til January. I'm off to Canton-that-was to acquire a small human bean and I'll be busy with that for some time, I imagine.

So put up yer boots and meet me back here in 2013 for more monkey mayhem and badly drawn adventure stories from yesteryear.

Here's an illustration that has nothing to do with either:

Thanks for reading and have a happy whatever and what have ya!

Here I am! See ya later!

Hello and Goodbye!

Oh, not forever...

I'm going on vacation again. Because that's what I do. So no updates this weekend or the next. At least not on the Untrue Tales site.

If you just can't live without your Monkeyfix, new pages go up automatically over at DrunkDuck or the Monkeybunnyüberblog.

If you're actually waiting around for more Hunter pages... God help you. It'll be a couple dry weeks for fans of teenage Frank Miller/ Don Westlake pastiches.

In the meantime, here's a drawing of a man being attacked by chickens:

Seeya round the bend, kiddies....

Here's what's what

What it is.

Dear me, dear me. Time is flying again.

So this is what's going on:

Kung Fu Monkeyface Book Two pages are rolling out. We're on page 8 (or 79 if you're counting from the beginning of Book One).

The Hunter Part III is also making with the updates.
That one's up to page 3.

This is happening every week. I imagine it will keep on happening for a while.

Otherwise, work, work, work. Drink, drink, drink.
Sleep, sleep,sleep.
Repeat.

That is all.

Illo dump

More illos that I actually received actual money for:

 

Can ya believe it?

Stuff and Things

Hey. What's up?

Me, I been on vacation like I like to do. Croatia. Good times.

Anyways, I was gonna wait with this until I had another untrue tale or two in between, but I'm so darn busy with Monkeyface, who the heck knows when that's gonna be? So, (not that anybody's been exactly clamoring for it or anything), this week we're starting up another installment of Gabe Stein's The Hunter.

That's part 3 if anybody's paying attention. We'll go weekly on this one too.

Otherwise, Kung Fu Monkeyface continues every Sunday.

Here and elsewhere.

We're now up to page 76 (or Book Two page 5, if you wanna count like that).

So there you have it. Things. Stuff.

Life is grand.

More illos

Heyo. Here's some more stuff what I maked:























Should I mention what these are? Put them in context? I guess so. This one was for an article about passive-aggressive ladies or something.























This one's a title page for a Norwegian horror anthology. Those charming folks are the editors.

This one was for an article about upcoming music in 2012.

 

And this one was for an article about myths related to sugar addiction. Apparently, back in the day people thought that chocolate would make the ladies go all sex crazy. I think that might actually still work to some extent...

That's it for today! New Monkeyface is up today. Next couple weeks I'll be holidaying it on up in lurvely Yugoslavia that was - that's Croatia to you and me, Russ. So if you want the latest ape-updates with no waiting, head on over to the Monkeybunnyüberblog or Drunkduck for all your small hairy mammal needs for the next fortnight. 

Bah now!