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on April 6, 2017
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Hey everyone. I find myself in a bit of a tight spot. When I started drawing Phobos and Deimos a little over a year ago, I had the first two chapters scripted out almost exactly as you see them here, and while I did have a script for the rest of the book, it was not yet at its final draft. I was confident I would have a finished draft long before I ran out of pages to draw.

That is not what’s happened. I’m not finished the rest of the script. And it would be a mistake to venture into chapter three without a finished, final draft to the end of the book for… reasons. I’m working as hard as I can on this thing, but I’ve never written anything as long or anything as challenging as this dumb book is proving to be. So as much as I’m loath to do this, I’m compelled to put the webcomic on hiatus. Sorry.

I wish I could give you a definitive date for when it will return, but there are still so many variables that I don’t want to give you a date and then not be able to meet it. When it does return (assuming it survives the editorial process at all, ha ha) I also plan on bringing back twice-a-week updates, and I hope to have some other goodies too.

If you want to be sure not to miss the new pages when they reemerge, my best advice is to either RSS this thing, sign up for update notifications on Comic Rocket or whatever other webcomic update service you might find it on, or follow me on social media (tumblr for a mostly art focus, twitter for the full JD experience, instagram for random drawing process pictures).

Again, sorry.

↓ Transcript
Panel 1: Maida and her aunt sit on the train going home. Maida has a wrapped package on her lap. It's dark out. Ujana, in Swahili: "I see they gave you a gift." Maida: "Uh-huh."
Panel 2: Ujana: "They do that a lot." Maida, not looking like she feels lucky: "Yup. We're very lucky."
Panel 3: They lean into each other and Ujana hold's Maida's hand. Ujana: "Oh, Maida Maida. Things will be better once your mama gets here, I promise." Maida: sigh.
Panel 4: The train goes into a tunnel in a snow-covered hill. In the distance is a glowing, vast, domed city on a rocky shore next to the ocean. The southern lights are in the sky.