I took a break from working on schoolwork, the myriad other things going through my life, and further fleshing out my secret project (it’s not a huge secret, if you ask I’ll give you a brief overview of it, but it’s in no way close to being ready for public consumption) to write a short comic.
Why did I do this? Well, I had a good idea, and I didn’t want to let it go to waste. Also, it’s perfect for the format, it’d be a nice 22-page story, and on top of the initial twist, there’s a rather nice one at the end.
(Also, to be truthful, I needed the practice. I haven’t written a comic script before, so I need to get acclimated to the format. I would like to take this time to thank Neil Gaiman, Brian K. Vaughan, and Dark Horse for providing various scripting aides and references.)
So what have I learned?
Well, for starters, It’s eerily similar to the way I write in my head. Massive attention to detail and setup, easily seperated dialogue, narration, the works.
Despite my literary upbringings, I was, apparently, born to write comics.
(This statement, in addition to being terribly egotistical, is incredibly unrealistic. Though my mother did tell me once about a dream she had where I popped out of her womb, demanded a pen and paper, and started scribbling furiously. Odd, yet inspirational.)
That’s enough for now. Tomorrow, I’ll be posting part 2 of my untitled story, and shipping along some more of Seven’s adventures (Lucky Me pts. 3 and 4) to Naomi over at Nomesque Fiction.
Additionally, she requested that I draw out what Seven’s tattoo looks like. As I was distracted in class tonight, I did.
And I’m overcome with jealousy, because my fictional character has one incredibly cool looking tattoo.