Some of you might be wondering why I bothered to do this. The annual fee, the server space, the bandwith costs, the creditors screaming at me--it just seems like too much hassle. Why would a guy with his own 4-year old DeviantART site and his own 6-year old (man, that's depressing) LiveJournal need a big, fat website with RSS feeds, login boxes and Web 2.12 comment thingies? Isn't he content with all the nice goodies people provide him with? Why is he pissing on hospitality?
There are two kinds of egos in this world--small ones and big ones. The small ones are tidy and easy to deal with. The big ones are unruly and want to break free, strike at the world with everything they can muster. Sometime around this past February, I discovered I could draw well enough to tell stories visually, and my ego skyrocketed. My crude scribbles could actually hold something of value! People laughed, people raised eyebrows, people raised eyebrows and then laughed when I explained the joke to them. Maybe I wasn't the humourous one after all. Perhaps they were the ones humouring me.
4 strips to date, and my laziness needs a kick in the teeth. I can churn these things out on a more regular basis. It's just a matter of not beating myself up over each panel. And what better way to combat laziness and self-criticism than an annual fee! Yes, now I'm financially OBLIGATED to make art! I have conceived of a way to guilt myself into drawing things, to force myself deeper into a vile morass of hack work, nerd references, and apologies for missed deadlines.
Truly, my creativity knows no bounds.
So now, as I try to head out on this weird thing I've started, I'm cranking up the confidence, busting out the pencils, and putting aside the transvestite video simulator to take Jim, Clive, Jerry, Chelsea, Yolanda, Ron, bookstore douche, the staff at Mommies Kitsen, Bremenacht and all the rest on a journey through Planet Jim.
And you! You're coming, too! Isn't that just splendid?
Testery
Testery