I’ve been waiting for the right time for a while, watching the stars and recording portents of the arrival, then on Sunday I came across an article on the dusty floor of a previously uncleared dungeon which had information on how to get the most out of posting on Wattpad, and I knew it was time to return to that devastatingly tough land.
The desire to start a web comic has been raging in me on and off for years, yet I’m always put off by my terrible drawing ability. Oh how I wish I hadn’t chosen writing over drawing as a teen. Maybe. However, I’ve been reading some web comics which have really simple art styles but still look good and are funny. At the same time I’ve been making peace with my Emma doodle art style and making my little doodles for my web sites and SNS – especially instagram. Finally the two came to a head and I realised I could make a charming web comic because the writing quality is without question and my art style is good enough now.
A series of fortunate events
One of my favourite ideas from Buddhism is that of karma. We think of it as justice – everyone gets what they deserve – but real karma isn’t that instant. I believe it’s more about shaping your next life. However the idea that if you are loving, love will comeback to you seems to be working for me lately.
I’d finally sold a piece of writing. Someone had voluntarily, as far as I am aware, handed over money to read what I had written. Sure, it’s only a dollar but it qualifies and makes me an official selling author. I contacted the customer straight away and said thanks.
I started using Gumroad today and I put one of my favourite short stories up for sale, along with the awesome cover art I had commissioned for it without even knowing if I would use it.
Today I invaded a sports day at the local elementary school, because I could, and mainly because I’m friends with a mother or two. I haven’t been to one since I was at school and although they do them right through to senior high school here, and virtually unchanged in program, it was still fresh to me, since it had been so long.
So since I got my tooth extracted I’ve had some medicine to prevent germs and some painkillers. As I said before the pain isn’t that bad, it’s more like a niggling feeling than actual pain, but sometimes the psychological effect of it is constant and exhausting. So I decided to take some of the painkillers. They helped.
So today I had a wisdom tooth extracted and it’s been coming for a while, but I’ve been trying to ignore it because I’ve never had a tooth extracted before. I have memories of watching my sister have all of her wisdom teeth removed when I was maybe eight or nine.
I’ve had a tough couple of days sleep-wise, feeling totally exhausted throughout the day due to insomnia. So I’ve not got anything done all week and I feel bad for it, punishing myself like I have a choice. Classic me.
One problem I have had through out my entire time online is just how much there is to do and manage. If you’re a normal person (i.e. not an artist) I can imagine that it doesn’t matter if you are only on one social media and concentrate on that, but as an artist I feel I have to be in as many places as possible and be active on all of them to draw attention to my work.
I woke up today feeling invigorated and after a week or two of feeling at a loss and extremely unmotivated. I’ve lots of time while unemployed but I can’t concentrate on my writing because I’m oddly worried about when the food will run out.