I miss it there, and I can’t go back

Recently, one of my favourite webcartoonists began a new comic project. It’s called Dumbing of Age, by David Willis. You should probably read it. If it’s anything like his other longer-form works, it’ll end up being a great blend of humour and melodrama (though there won’t be aliens in this one, apparently).

Since the comic went live, Willis has been chronicling various bits of the background process of creating a comic, and it’s left me feeling nostalgic.

Once upon a time, I had a webcomic of my own. It hasn’t been updated in nearly five years, and I can’t imagine it ever will be again. Even so, I miss the process of creating something like that, crafting an ongoing story one piece at a time. I would love to work on something like that again, but I know that I’d be limited to providing words. As an artist, I’m afraid what meager skills I had in 2005 have withered on the vine.

I won’t deny it, I’ve been feeling a bit bummed about that lately. Ironically, I think that this has resulted in a bit of a stall on the writing that I am doing, which is super lame.