So I’m almost done with the first issue of the comic series I’ve been working on for the last decade.
My biggest fault as a writer is probably my lack of follow-through. I get really excited about an idea, get the first few pages done, re-read them, decide they suck, and start from scratch. In the case of this story, which I have literally had floating in my head since freaking high school, I kept bouncing between mediums. Like, it would work best as a graphic novel, except I’m not very good at art, so maybe a novel-novel. Except the story lends itself better to a visual medium. WAIT NO, A TV SHOW! I’ll just write a script and give it to someone who can do that kind of thing. Except I don’t know many people who can, and the ones that do won’t want to work with me. Maybe I’ll write the story and someone else can do art? Except all my art-friends have their own projects, so maybe I’ll draw it myself. Except I’m not very good at art. And the cycle begins again.
For ten. Freaking. Years.
I’ve finally decided that I’m never actually going to publish this story if I don’t get something written, and I’m never going to get anything written if I don’t write at all. The last story I wrote (and finished) that wasn’t for school or work was penned four years ago. I’ve started to realize that there’s some truth in that stupid saying “use it or lose it.” I noped out of music for a solid year and a half after my last band broke up. Can I play guitar? Yes. Do I actually play like I have a legitimate, collegiate degree in music? LOL NOPE.
I guess that’s part of the reason I started this blog too. A little article I can type up during my lunch break is better than daydreaming about all the crap I could write, possibly, someday (yet never actually write).
Small victories are still victories.
