So I have been getting ahead of myself with the 30-Day challenge and it is BRUTAL.
I am teaching myself how to make my first issue of my comic book all on my own.
This feeling I have is similar to my Recruit Depot Training days as a Marine or first day in Kung Fu class and it feels good to say…
However, I wish I could just tell you my story and have a good artist build it for me. “The American Way” don’t you agree?
I hope there are people out there to tell me what they think. I do hope for some reblogs so I can reach out to more people about my project.
It is really hard to find anyone here with the same passions as me. I could ask all day to have someone draw out my dream. I have come to the conclusion that, not all dreams are easily seen, not even by the self. Some dreams aren’t easily understood, words are not as legible, and lessons aren’t easily learned. It took me a while to know that I have my own dreams and therefore, they will be visualized.
It might not be as cool-looking as yours, his, hers, or anyone else’s who can illustrate beautiful pictures… BUT MY DUTY as a writer and storyteller is to tell the story. As long as someone appreciates it, I have done what I needed to do. However, if I could get a really good manga-style artist on my team that would be great too!
Anyone else agrees with me?
P.S. This 30-day challenge only applies to my very first episode (this is a long story), and I wanted to get it done before I relocate to Seoul, South Korea. Maybe I can find someone there to work on the latter episodes? Who knows?
- concept page and logo of my book
I keep thinking about victory. When you want to be successful, all you think about is that ultimate victory. Victories achieved before reaching greatness must be minuscule to what is “supreme”. Believers in God will tell you that “He is all you need”. Well, isn’t the mission in life to achieve that level of glory? Glory mandated by God? Is it fair to tell someone “you must be happy for what you have”? What if you’re not happy? I don’t want to wait for happiness. I’ll find it; if you want it, then we’ll walk side-by-side. Pack your bags.
I told a guy at the bus stop “my bus is late for the TENTH time and if possible, I could be let go from my job”. We got into a discussion about minimum wage, and he asks me my age. I answered him, and told him about my education and the difficulties in finding a job. He laughed and said “you need to use your brain, you have so much you have done and proven to work for minimum wage”. Minimum wage is a crisis experienced by Americans that is the truth of our economy. No company wants to put their easily obtained money into the pockets of the hard working individuals. I considered myself hard-working, but honestly, I am a tenured laborer who has grown tired of the repetitive pay and life situations. I don’t think worrying over trap jobs here in Dallas would ever do too good, but I do feel for others who could do better. To those who wish, I hope for you and I. Oh well, it’s time to go win at something again.
I have been meaning to blog about my journey in life earlier… it has been a bit busy. First, I been through some things (and I will talk about that later). For now, I just got home from work. I try not to be like other people I know who complain about what I do, because if I didn’t like it then I wouldn’t be doing it. However, I know I rather be homeless and happy than getting little than what I deserve for the amount of work I put out. I think it’s about time people accept me for who I am when it comes to the work, I have wants and needs, too. Ironically, I am used to survival, having nothing, and always wanting. My vision for the story I created is far bigger than what I can imagine. I just hope it comes out right. I don’t doubt myself and never have, but can get tough to truly get people on my side.
Anyways, I was thinking of a time when my younger brother and I was always sleeping on the floor, and when we gotten beds for the first time (I was about 11 years old) we thought we were getting somewhere in life. We knew we needed to get further and thought about making more money to buy my mother a nice big house (I know… too young do to all of that). We dreamed of making it big with a business in baking or whatever we could do. Well we were kids and I spent money to buy popcorn instead. We sold it to other children at our bus stop in the morning to try and double the earnings. I even made the comics at school for a dime (you can read about that in my background). So this is a bit like that time, but as an adult I know I should take better initiative. Until then, all I can do is keep at the creativity until I get something to show. I attached a picture of a concept for my main character Yscariot by the way 🙂