Damn. Where did the day go? Ah, yes. I know. I spent the entire time drawing this week’s strip. And I have to come to realize that I am entirely too slow.
The strip was written and re-written and then sketched out and partially drawn for at least two weeks before I had a chance to sit down and work on it again the weekend before it was due. I had one panel to draw which made me go absolutely bat-shit crazy with frustration on Saturday as I could not for the life of me get the pencil lines to look like what I had in my head. The whole experience was a terrible downward spiral that I am glad no one was around to witness. Except for Mao. Sorry for yelling at you kitty.
It might have been that I just really hate Uggs [that's what the strip is about]. Maybe I hate them so much that I didn’t want to draw them?
No. It wasn’t that. This same thing has happened to me before. Lots of times. It has happened so often that I think about quitting every time it rears its ugly head and makes me scream and yell in frustration.
But I know that quitting isn’t the answer. Yes, it makes me feel better for a while and relieves the stress that ties my shoulders into painful knots. But sooner or later that urge to create something comes at me again, nagging me to work on this project or that. Telling me that I’m wasting my life and my time if I don’t have a pen in my hand. Or it doesn’t come around again for a few years and I have to take a long, hard look at my life an realize that I’m still in the same place I was 14 years ago right after I graduated college, except that I have nothing to show for it.
Yes, I have done a few things here and there since 1998, but not nearly enough. I should be so much better than I am now. I should be so much more knowledgable and creative and practiced. But I’m not because I am slow, I procrastinate, and I frequently quit.
So yeah. There you have it. I just broke a cardinal rule of blogging. I did not remain entertaining and I complained about shit. Nobody wants to read about me complaining. People have enough problems on their own.
I’ll try not to do it again…
See? There it is again. That whole quitting thing.