This weekend I received a message asking if I’d be interested in doing a cover for a comic book! I was so excited! But I didn’t want to rush it, so I took time to come to with some questions about the gig. Then I went back into messenger to write back.
I couldn’t find it!!
I’ve been in a panic. Did they rescind the offer? Did I delete it by mistake? Hell, did I imagine it? So upset!
Ordinarily a happy ending comes through on these things. So far, nope. What if that was my one chance?
I’m not super handsome and not 1℅ smart, but I have two things going for me; talent and perseverance. I’ll get more chances as long as I continue to improve.
I know that reads like arrogance. It’s really more… confidence. I know my story will end the way I want. There’s just stuff I need to do to get there.
It’ll be okay.
Everything starts with faith in yourself. And you won’t know you have it until things start to suck, lol
Yesterday,a after a weekend of cosplay and muscle cars, I decided to take a little time to relax. There aren’t many places in my small suburb where a person can do so; Starbuck’s being one of those. So I found a corner table slipped on my headphones, Irished up my green tea and got to work.
Since I am a fan of auto racing, I begin to draw. I heart radio was playing American top 40, but I had a problem.
People kept interrupting me.
I get it. I’m doing something you find interesting and you have questions. But headphones are the universal sign for “do not disturb”.
One guy in particular was a complete ass about it. Finally came and stuck his hand right in my face while I was in the middle of doing line work. Which caused me to mess up. Which caused me to freak out on him.
That’s me. I am not a small man. So me standing up and telling him “if you stick your hand in my face again, I’m going to break it in several places before I return it!!” had the effect I wanted. But I hated it because my mood was completely ruined. Worse, I was angry and it’d take awhile to relax enough to be in my groove again.
I went outside. Just sat at a table and stared into traffic until I calmed down. I started drawing. My only happy place.