There is no happiness in the Literature Club.







And that in mind I present this. A true, 'No Happiness', where only thing that ever greets her yerning are the concrete below. It gutted me to think about it at first, but it was what I finally settled as theme and initial lining. When I kept scetching, got Monika to somewhat finalized state and munched on to the background I felt less for doing this. It was needed... As it mirrors my own feelings. How things done in past claw behind me and when they finally catch up... What shall one do?





Alas...



It's been a while... years went by and nothing seem to have happened.





But I've just been inactive, unable to do and create as I would had wished. But I was able to finally submit something... Spending a whole month onto this, which would partly be just spent casually procrastinating, like I usually do. But after it started getting closer to done, it got slower... will to continue just waning to nothing. But with final stretch at hand I finally conquered my own demons and finished it, not leaving it to my 'Under Work' folder. It is something... given that this is my first digital art I've lined and coloured by myself from scratch. It took me over fifty layers to get it done, but now it is ready.

