I can't remember how much I've talked about it before, but I'm using this calendar year to learn how to write comic books. Learning in the way that a blind man learns the layout of a room by feeling his way through and probably hitting his shins on a few end tables, sure, but learning nonetheless. Here's what I've learned so far.
I love it.
I love that so far this year, I've written the outline for eleven issues. I love that I've finished a first draft of the first issue's script.
I love the optimism of planning a story that could go on for hundreds of issues before anyone's even had a chance to look at the first one.
As with any artistic endeavor, I don't expect these general positive feelings to be the only ones present though. I expect I'll see a downturn where I want to throw out everything I've written and take up carpentry or chain smoking or just anything other than writing.
But now, in this moment at least, it feels like I've found a medium that actually fits my style of writing.
And that, for now, feels really good.
Now, who knows how to draw? Let's get this thing made.