This season’s change is abrupt. Special people have gone, new commitments and responsibilities are kicking in, and whatever bits of continuity are lost in the mix. Oh well. Being overwhelmed and regaining one’s wits and bearings is kind of what I live for. I just have to remind myself sometimes.
Motivation is an issue. My wants and needs compete and overlap and nothing is really clear unless I focus and think and constantly reevaluate. That’s what everyone should be doing all the time but it’s exhausting. When I make the effort to do things, it’s rewarding. But effort takes effort, and I’m a tired old man. I can deal with existential angst, I can console myself and get past any setback. I can be okay no matter what. It’s being productive while doing so that’s vexing me. I guess I should go draw instead of blog.
I’m getting more of Diaspora made. I know there are other things out there with the name Diaspora. It’s just a word, though, right? Hopefully there will be no conflict. I thought of the name long before they did, just they are productive motivated people and conceived and realized a project swiftly. Mine was languishing in my head for years. In any case, I’m not spending a dime on legal bullshit. If comes down to it, the name can change, but in the mean time I’m not worrying about it until they contact me.
It’s not like I’m calling my comic Facebook or Friendster.
I’m slowly piling material for another zine. I’ve also been working on some prints. Oh and paintings. And sculpture ideas and a billion other things that I haven’t actually done in real life yet. Bleh. The only things I have to talk about are things from my personal life but that’s not public blog material. Let’s just say I’ve been listening to lots of The Cure and The Magnetic Fields. Also Chemical Brothers when I’ve had enough of wallowing and need some relentless optimism.
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