remember being an eleven year old girl and being filled with rage? everything i did was from a place in my head where tiny daydream me was smashing plates.
eleven year old me at a sleepover: how about instead of talking about boys we go to the park and like idk play some sort of game where we fight eachother with swords to the death
in honor of the new roaring 20s, we as a culture are going to stop sleeping on lackadaisy.
it’s a webcomic written and drawn by tracy j. butler, set in 1927 st. louis. we follow the staff of a failing speakeasy as they struggle to keep their business afloat. chaos and a lot of murder ensues. it started in 2006 and still updates – no particular schedule, but always, always worth the wait. i’ve been a loyal reader for a decade now. it’s dark, funny, has SO much research put into it, and has some mindbogglingly gorgeous art. it was always great, but as the years have gone by it’s just gotten better and better. some samples:
this was all done by one person.
one. person.
ONE. PERSON.
if you’re into mystery/thrillers, prohibition era fiction, anthropomorphic kitties, awesome character development, and comics with lots of supplementary content to tide you over between updates…. go read lackadaisy.
This was a really touching post to stumble upon. Thank you so much!
