Saturday, McGroarty sent me a message saying the art was great, but the story was one of the most depressing things he'd seen in a long time. Originally, the story was going to focus on Rachel's self-delusional justifications, her mental blackness, and other things that motivate her to be as she is. Most people who are like her aren't nearly as introspective, but I had to give her exceptional clarity of her own mind in order to make the narrative more than "I did this... and then I did this, and this, and this...". It didn't really occure to me that the darkness of the people involved would detract from the arousal factor in the images of the comic. I sometimes underestimate the power of established characters when you peel back their layers, expose their personal thoughts and motives, and thrust them into adult stories. I suppose I took for granted the ability to seperate the eroticism of the images from the exposed mental twistedness of the characters involved.
I promise the next project will be very sweet and happy.