So, I wrote an "I'm not dead and will try to art again soon" post. That was December of last year.
Then, lots of things happened. Lots of really stressful things happened. I took accounting, relationships changed, I got in a car accident, got laryngitis, passed accounting, developed disordered anxiety, stopped eating, took and passed statistics, finished a long-fought for cosplay, spent most of the summer otherwise sick, had bad teeth, had a broken cat, had a broken car, fixed teeth and cat and car, started being able to eat again, went home, came back, and have just started a new semester, completely not thinking about art at all as things went all over the place.
I'm doing better now.
My camera broke after seven years of loyal service, so pictures are on hold. I'll be inheriting a new one from a parent as soon as I'm able to get the time to go pick it up. In the meantime, I'm thinking about drawing again. Drawing was the first kind of art I had; when I was a kid, I could sit and draw all day. I stopped drawing a long time ago. As I'm trying to put me back together, it might be nice to revisit it.
In short, I'm not dead, and will try to art again soon, again. We'll see.