I’ve tossed an idea around for about 7 years now. Its plot has stayed relatively unchanged. But the location, characters, story, even what the villains and protagonists ARE has changed radically.
At its core it is about what growing up means. And more importantly what the trade-offs are when it happens. As a kid, growing up seems like the best thing EVER. As a grown up (well at least an old person) I can’t imagine why exactly I thought that. The beginning of dinner is far better than washing the dishes, isn’t it? I’m also geting kind of obsessed with how my memories of childhood are starting to fade more quickly. What I recall now are rather odd moments. Moments that are very etherial, very emotive at capturing how being a child felt, but these moments are almost always not the big moments you’d think they would be. Not a birthday party or a Christmas morning, but things like what the driveway felt like on my bare feet, after a summer rain, when I would run down to the get the mail. Odd..
So as I have been hard at work on Earthling! I have two or three side projects that I can scribble ideas down for. And this story finally came together.
It seems that procrastinating on a big project always helps another along. It actually helps both projects. Right now, doing roughs, can get tedious and mechanical. If I take an hour or two a day and break away to something else it really helps me approach the pages with fresh eyes and enthusiasm again. So here’s a page I drew and colored from the new story. It’s taken the form of a graphic novel right now. I deleted the text out as I am still developing the structure and characters and hey, I don’t want to give everything away!