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My schedge has been so fucked up that i decided to knock myself out. This is after 3 days in a row of waking up only a couple of hours before the sun goes down. Hopefully I can regulate.
Booked my plane ticket, it feels good to have that decided, even though it majorly sucks having to borrow money. I mean, I am currently borrowing a CRAZY amount of money as it is, but I feel better owing uncle sam than my mom.
as depressing as my 2 week banishment to the burbs has been, there have been sprinkles of really fun times. Anniversary adventure with LD was pretty phenomenal.I realized that I had actually never hit this pretty mundane landmark before. Even the longest of my previous romantic relationships crapped out at 10 or 11 months. It feels weird to be in sort of uncharted territory.Part of my brain seems to be telling me something is wrong, isn't this usually the point where I go back to being single and moping about girls? But I'm having fun, I'm in love, and I don't see that changing any time soon.
I am starting to have serious anxieties about getting back to school, more specifically nervous about my output, and the quality of my work. I lay in bed as the sun comes up thinking of my novel and the characters, and the twists and durns I might run them through, the secrets hiding in their world, and sometimes, although I'm not at the laptop tapping keys, even in the eyes wide shut under the covers part of the process, i'm finding it tough to fill in the blanks. I don't want to fold up shop on this though cause it is a fun world.
I am finally almost done with my freelance illustration gig. Tonight I went through the fat stack of pages, and made finishing touches, filled in backgrounds, started the sound effects on some of the overlay sheets, etc. Its crazy to have 70 pages of comic art staring at me. I cringe at some of the panels. I know that if not for school this book woulda looked cooler. but I know it's more important to be done with it. I can at least take pride in a few drawings here and there that I think really do the job. Hopefully this can lead to other comics work, but as with most questions about the future of my "career", it's just a big fat question mark.
It's almost 4 am, which is at least 4 hours earlier than i've usually been crashing out.time for lightsout and hopefully be out the door before noon.
Booked my plane ticket, it feels good to have that decided, even though it majorly sucks having to borrow money. I mean, I am currently borrowing a CRAZY amount of money as it is, but I feel better owing uncle sam than my mom.
as depressing as my 2 week banishment to the burbs has been, there have been sprinkles of really fun times. Anniversary adventure with LD was pretty phenomenal.I realized that I had actually never hit this pretty mundane landmark before. Even the longest of my previous romantic relationships crapped out at 10 or 11 months. It feels weird to be in sort of uncharted territory.Part of my brain seems to be telling me something is wrong, isn't this usually the point where I go back to being single and moping about girls? But I'm having fun, I'm in love, and I don't see that changing any time soon.
I am starting to have serious anxieties about getting back to school, more specifically nervous about my output, and the quality of my work. I lay in bed as the sun comes up thinking of my novel and the characters, and the twists and durns I might run them through, the secrets hiding in their world, and sometimes, although I'm not at the laptop tapping keys, even in the eyes wide shut under the covers part of the process, i'm finding it tough to fill in the blanks. I don't want to fold up shop on this though cause it is a fun world.
I am finally almost done with my freelance illustration gig. Tonight I went through the fat stack of pages, and made finishing touches, filled in backgrounds, started the sound effects on some of the overlay sheets, etc. Its crazy to have 70 pages of comic art staring at me. I cringe at some of the panels. I know that if not for school this book woulda looked cooler. but I know it's more important to be done with it. I can at least take pride in a few drawings here and there that I think really do the job. Hopefully this can lead to other comics work, but as with most questions about the future of my "career", it's just a big fat question mark.
It's almost 4 am, which is at least 4 hours earlier than i've usually been crashing out.time for lightsout and hopefully be out the door before noon.