For this week, I'll share with you my ongoing struggle with satisfying self expectations. I know this story won't get finished overnight, but since I already know the conclusion in my mind I can't help but feel a sense of disappointment every day I go to bed without actually finishing it. I take little comfort in whatever progress is made each day because all I can think about are the pages left to complete. It seems like the finish line is stretching further and further away from me, rather than getting closer.
I always tell myself that the journey is more important than the destination, and I've always felt that way about art. However, I really want to finish this project, and it just doesn't seem like I ever will. I've never spent five years on an art project before, and I'm not sure I'm well suited for this kind of creative timeline. Hopefully this is just a passing angst I'm feeling today, and tomorrow I'll find new motivation. It just seems I have to find that new motivation more often than usual these days.
I'm at a point in the story where even showing an entire panel will reveal too much spoiler information, so I'm relegated to close-ups for now. In this panel Carl is expressing a level of shock that I hope will be shared by the reader at this moment when the full story is released. #Inktober
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