Nice link, nice interview. A direct quote:
“What led you to publish directly on to the web, rather than, say, submitting to graphic novel publishers or going the minicomics route?”
“As I say above, I’m a complete control freak. Also, I tried working freelance for a few years, and it was a largely negative experience. I just plain don’t enjoy hustling myself around to people trying to get work. I’d rather actually be doing the work itself.”
That’s what rang so true for me, “I just plain don’t enjoy hustling myself around trying to get work. I’d rather be doing the work itself.”
What I enjoy: the actually, tactile part of writing. Listening to that voice in my head dictate. Or, in many cases, letting that voice tell me stories about what’s happening. I’ve also gotten pretty good at bit twiddling, doing the back-end tech for running a website.
Historical note: I coded the first part of this site – by “hand” – in a plain text editor, back in 1994. However, I’m no longer sure that remnants of that code are still here.
What I suck at? Writing those introduction letters. Promoting myself. Or, according to some, I suck at writing horoscopes because I’m too full of myself, but then, the whole point to this exercise in the first place was to entertain myself because there sure wasn’t the kind of material I was looking for out there.
“Sagittarius: Full Moon tonight! Relationships are a big issue!”
In solar astrology, the full moon for that sign, like Sagittarius, will always fall in the relationship, the 7th. Man, you can get a computer to write that stuff. Which, according to what I’ve heard, most websites do.
“I just plain don’t enjoy hustling myself around trying to get work. I’d rather be doing the work itself.”
If it’s not fun, then why bother? Isn’t that a goal? I know it’s one of mine, I want my tasks to be enjoyable. Challenges I like.
I missed the sunset because I was working for my other boss. The job requires a lot of paperwork, and there’s no avoiding on some evenings. I stayed late to move a new tenant in.
I played phone tag with one Gemini girl, then found out I had a meeting with a Virgo girl at Magnolia, and I walked up the hill from home. I was dressed as only I can, shorts, festive green (seasonal) Hawaiian shirt, and striped flannel cowboy shirt over that. Hard to get stuff that doesn’t match so close together. Along the way, I ran into another Virgo, then the waiter for the evening was Sagittarius. Rounds out all the mutable signs. While I was waiting, I chatted with my Sagittarius brethren, “You’re waiting on a Virgo? I dated one for 6 years….”
But if it’s not fun? Why bother?
