But dread and fear often hide the truth. As I slowed down to think about it, I realized just how much cartooning-related work I have actually accomplished over the last 12 months:
- I came up with at least 100 ideas for gag cartoons (single-panel cartoons like you see in The New Yorker), and drew at least 20 of them.
- I scripted and thumbnailed at least 30 one-page comic stories.
- I attended the Maine Comic Arts Festival, my first show behind the table as an artist.
- I produced a new mini-comic.
- I participated in this year's International Drawing Day.
- I had two of my single-page comics stories appear in a book. (An amateur collection, but it's got covers and a spine, so it counts.)
- I drew hundreds of illustrations in my sketchbooks.
- I posted at least 20 or 30 cartoons to my webcomic.
- I started scripting a graphic novel. (Well, really a work of journalism in comics form, so the term "graphic novel" isn't quite right, but you get the idea.)
- I tried a whole bunch of different types of pens and papers as I experimented with different line and drawing styles.
- I focused my creative goals (a very key piece of the puzzle).
- and I had fun while doing all of the above.
Anyway, I anticipate this being a life-changing experience, and I plan on making the most of it. Don't worry, I won't leave you behind -- expect some updates from the road next week.
See you in the funny pages.