Yes, this comic was based on an idea I had when I woke up at 4 in the morning. No, I didn’t write it down. Just hoped that I would remember it by the time I got out of bed. Like I always do.
I need someone to do this to me in real life, just to stop the almost obsessive need to check the weather over and over and over again. ‘Cause it’s not going to change in the 30 seconds since I looked at it.
I may or may not have gotten caught in this awful cycle for a good 30 minutes a couple nights back. I may or may not have also cried out of frustration. My brain is a strange and terrifying place.
Happy New Year, everyone!
There isn’t a new comic today (unfortunately). But, with it being a brand new year and, heck, a brand new decade, I still wanted to pop in and post something. More specifically, what I want to try and make happen this year.
So, here it is – Drew’s List o’ Goals for 2020.
1. Make it to the gym at least 3 times a week. Weight loss tends to be one of the more common New Year’s Resolutions, and Lord knows it’s been one of mine for the past few years. And, well, it really hasn’t…worked out. So, maybe this is an easier, more concrete goal: get to the gym at least one more time a week. And maybe watch what I eat more. I’m a bored eater – I eat when there’s nothing else to do. So I have to make the effort to watch what goes in my mouth more.
2. 10:00 – all electronics go OFF. The laptop is easy enough. The phone, on the other hand – that’s where I get in trouble. I’ll end up falling down a rabbit hole and the next thing I know, it’s closing in on midnight, when I wanted to go to bed at 11. So it’s time to make the attempt. 10:00 rolls around, and the phone is off. Hopefully this’ll help with my sleeping habits as well.
3. Read read read READ. Going along with the last one, it would probably behoove me to pick up a book and just decompress before I go to sleep. But I also need to read more in general. My book list is getting ridiculous. I’ve got birthday/Christmas books lying around my room that haven’t been touched. It’s kinda sad. Also, I need to break into the myriad of cookbooks I’ve got lying around. I love to look at them, but I really need to use them.
4. Explore more original characters. This is probably the one goal that is most related to I Draw Walruses. I’ve got all these ideas bouncing around in my head for new characters, some that have come about due to Inktober, and I want to get them out there. So, that might be popping up here on IDW and my Instagram. Now, Lars, Eliza, and everyone else – they aren’t going away. Trust me. Just want to give these new guys a bit of spotlight, that’s all. Pretty sure that’s why I made this Christmas story about the Seasons.
5. WRITING. UGH. Another one I say every year. And I barely make an effort to do so. But I’m not letting go of it, because I know I need to do it. Writing is a part of me, and I need to delve into it, to make sure my skills don’t just rust. One of my professors straight up said that we will not write once we graduate – not unless we make the effort.
Damn. He was right.
6. Let’s play some video games. Bit of an odd one. But there are video games that I want to try, and I just haven’t. I could – but instead I end up doing what I always do. YouTube and Reddit. So maybe, when I get bored, I could try something else, like exploring some new games. Or – again, a bit odd – watch some new shows? Or at least catch up on some old ones. I’m still in the second season of one show, and it just released it’s fourth, so I’m waaaaay behind.
And there we go. Goals for the new year. Not resolutions. Goals. I’ve got 12 months ahead of me to try and make these a reality. Have to tell myself that. But I’m looking forward to trying them out!
Here’s to 2020. And here’s to making it an awesome year.
I am well aware that I have a very small audience.
A handful of people reading this blog, a slightly bigger handful following me on Instagram – not a whole lotta eyeballs looking at my work.
So, one of the things that I do find myself fantasizing about is gaining that audience, having people follow me and seeing what I do. And maybe, if I got big enough, I could even try and make this a career. I mean, that was the dream when I was younger, right? Professional cartoonist.
However – and this is a very BIG however – there are moments where I pause and say, “Do I want that? I mean – really?”
Because people, in my honest opinion, are terrifying.
They whine if you don’t do this. They can rip you apart if they so feel like it. They complain, spread rumors, drag your name through the mud, try to get you “cancelled” – again, all terrifying.
There is this YouTuber that I enjoy, Kurtis Conner. Nice enough guy, I like his commentary. He had a friend who said something stupid, and suddenly he got dragged into it simply by association, being the bigger name. Another artist who just released a generally well recieved cartoon pilot is facing people digging up dirt from when she was a teenager – stuff that she had already apologized for and was, overall, generally irrelevant.
And don’t get me started on the Pokemon community as of late. That’s more than enough to make me want to hide under my covers forever.
So right now, I’m feeling stuck in this odd place – wanting to get my name out there, and scared of what would happen if I do. Fun stuff, all around.
I’m going to keep chugging along and drawing, of course. But, man. People. Exhausting.
…trying to figure out how to word this. It’s not so much that the novelty of having a new car has worn off by now, because it hasn’t. I mean, I have a car that runs, which is amazing. It’s more like I forget how big buying a car is.
It sounds weird, but it’s true. I mean, I’m going to be paying it off for a while – how do I forget something like that? Honestly, I don’t know. I just remember having this feeling a few weeks back of, “Man, nothing really big has happened to me this year.” Then I was like, “Oh. Right. The car.”
Maybe it’s part of being an adult and having other things on my mind. Like, okay, got a set of wheels that gets me places, check. Got the payment plan all set up, check. Now, what’s next on my list? Suppose that makes the most sense. I think.
She got a couple of comics. What more does she want?
In all honesty, though, I have gotten a bit haphazard with uploading. It has been this lovely mix of being tired from work, feeling like I don’t have enough time, and yeah, general laziness. But I am working on rectifying that. Got some comics in the works, and I’m not giving up this blog that easily. It’s been 4 years of work, and I’ve never kept a project going for this long before. So why stop now?
Getting stuck in a rut is always fun, isn’t it?
Just feeling as though you’re stuck doing the same thing, week after bloody week, not entirely sure how you’re going to get yourself out of it.
That was me last week: feeling really, really bored, with a dash of depression and a hint of restlessness. Like, something’s wrong, right? But what is it?
It’s not my job, I think. I quite enjoy what I’m doing with the library, and honestly can’t imagine doing something else right now.
And yet, aside from the job, something feels off.
Like I should be doing something else. In addition to the job, I mean.
Do I need to go out and get myself something new? Like a new tattoo, or maybe a new laptop? But will that really solve things in the long run, or is it just a simple patch?
Side note: I do want to do both of those things, but, y’know, money and all. But they will happen.
Maybe I need another hobby. Start getting into something new, like knitting.
Or maybe I need to revisit old hobbies. Lord knows the last time I sat down and wrote something for fun. Maybe finally try to pursue that childhood dream of being published. I’m starting to come across more and more writers who are my age who’ve already published multiple books.
Is that it? Have I let my dreams fall by the wayside? Is that what this rut is trying to tell me?
Because that’s the good thing about being stuck in a rut. It tells you that something is wrong, that maybe you need to change something up, add some spice to your life.
The only question you have to answer is, what is it? What do you want to do?
That’s something I’ll definitely be thinking about in the future.
…I don’t know with this one.
I really don’t.
Originally, it was going to be something about eyebrows, and then I didn’t want to do that one, so, well, here you go.
I mean, I wouldn’t put it past elephants to pull something like this off, especially after all the horrible stuff humans have done to them (e.g. the Ivory Trade), and I certainly wouldn’t blame them at all if they decided to do so…
But yeah. Anyways. Here’s today’s comic.
So, a few weeks back, a new trailer was dropped for the movie adaptation of A Wrinkle in Time, coming out in March 2018. As I had read this book more than a few times back in Middle School, I was intrigued. So I watched it.
And now March 9th can’t get here fast enough.
It looks EPIC. Like, I actually got chills from watching it. With the wide shot of the Mrs Ws, the scene on Camazotz with the bouncing balls – I’m just, I have to see it. Critics be damned, I’m seeing this movie.
With the trailer came this desire to pick up the book again and give it another read.
Now, it has been quite some time since I’d read the book, and there are a few things that have come to my attention reading it now as an adult.
- It’s a fast read. Not in the sense that it’s easy, which I’ll discuss, but that it draws you in, and you want to keep reading it and reading it to find out what happens next. What is the Black Thing? What’s a tesseract? Will they save Charles Wallace? Kudos to Madeleine L’Engle. Also, it’s shorter than I remembered. I don’t know why, but when I was younger, I saw it as ridiculously long, but it’s only just over 200 pages.
- There are parts that completely went over my head as a kid. The whole deal with the Black Thing…I must’ve completely forgotten about or just sort of glazed over it. But it has a huge role in the story, being the embodiment of pure evil and such, so not sure I missed that. And the part with the fighters of the Black Thing from all over the universe, with ours being artists, scientists, and revolutionaries such as Einstein, Leonardo da Vinci, Marie Curie, and even Jesus himself – such a cool concept. And I completely missed it. Yeesh.
- I have mixed feelings about Meg Murry. Yes, she is the main character. But wow. I forgot how whiny and impatient she could be. Like, I wanted to shake her a bit and be like, “Calm down!” On the other hand, her faults are a huge part of her character, and she has just been suddenly whisked across the galaxy to find her father. And I’m thinking back to when I was thirteen/fourteen, and…*shudder*. Still not my favorite character, though.
- I still had trouble visualizing Aunt Beast. Which brings us to our comic for today. Upon first reading the description of the character Aunt Beast and her kind, I was like, “…what.” And reading it again now I was like, “…what.” I don’t know why it was so hard to visualize this character! She has such an important role, and yet I couldn’t get a good picture of her in my head.
So what I decided to do was to sit down and try to draw her out, see what I could come up with. And this is what happened. I think it turned out pretty well. It did help bring her to life for me, so as I’m finishing up the book I can have a decent image of her to go off of. I can’t wait to see how the movie depicts her. Which they better, by the way. Great character.
Side note: there was a Wrinkle in Time TV movie back in 2003. And my god. Aunt Beast looks rough. The movie as a whole looks rough. Madeleine L’Engle was not a fan of it, according to Wikipedia. Curious as to what she’d say about this one.
Now, I’m off to watch the trailer for the 10th time and try to find out who does that cover of Sweet Dreams that plays during it.
Isn’t depression a blast and a half?
This was my current state of mind Monday/Tuesday, which is why there wasn’t a post on Wednesday. Just somehow ending up in the bottom of a hole, staring up, wanting to be left alone and not being asked, “Is there anything I can do to help?” Because I really don’t know if there is any one concrete thing that someone else can do to drag me out. Or if I even want to pulled out of my depressive state at all, as weird as it is to say.
I’m doing much better now (not that that’s super hard to do). So, let us sally forth and keep marching!