With all the bumps in the road lately, I lost track of time. Today marks eleven years of CN:H. That's almost a third of my life, guys. Kind of scary, in a way.
I had a discussion with my mom this morning about removing the comic from print and all that's been happening. It was nice. See, I've been feeling like this massive failure because I couldn't make this work anymore. I still feel sad, but having someone I respect come out and say "you stuck by your principles and did what's best for you and Matt" really helped.
And she never once said 'I told you so'. You know, she was really against this whole leaving the library field thing at first. And yet, earlier today when I told her a part of my dream has died, she didn't give me crap. (This is a woman who's perfectly willing to tell me when I've screwed up, by the way. She's no mollycoddler.) She listened and started brainstorming ideas to move the art in new directions.
She's convinced I'd make a good painter. I swear, you paint a mural as a teenager and you never live it down. *laughs*
Going back to librarianship didn't even come up until I mentioned the few openings I've seen available lately. And then she asked me what I thought of them, my interest in doing so, and said to wait until the moving / not moving situation was sorted out.
It's weird. I've tried to do all I could to gain the respect of my readers and fellow creators. I'm pretty sure I've failed there, badly. Instead, it seems I gained the respect of my mom. I have no idea how that one happened.
So yeah, it's an odd anniversary for CN:H this year. It's one of those 'you're not quite sure how you feel' sort of things. It's weird.
Anyway, I doodled this while talking with Mom. I'm really starting to love this blue pen. It's wonderful to sketch with and doesn't react to the markers.
Speaking of markers, I need to clean those again soon. Something about the heat seems to make the ink run and glob over everything. Some of them are getting a little sticky.
"Live so that when your children think of fairness and integrity, they think of you."
-- H. Jackson Brown, Jr.