I suppose it’s about time we check back in with these folks…seeing as we haven’t seen them since…last year. It was a very long conversation, apparently.
One of the things I made sure to do during the hiatus was rebuild my buffer, because I do best when I have a large amount of pages between what I’m working on and what I post. It lets me catch and correct story problems in advance, I don’t get anxious or stressed out on pages, and I don’t feel rushed. Quotas I can deal with. Rush jobs and deadlines are absolutely horrible.
However, one of the weird things about a big buffer is that what I’m posting now was actually finished months ago. This particular page I finished last October. It’s almost a half a year old. As the folks supporting on Patreon know, right now I’m over 20 pages in to chapter 12. Which means that my artistic ability and writing ability have advanced, but what I’m posting right now doesn’t reflect that. At least not in my eyes. So I’m constantly looking at what I’m posting and thinking “Augghhh you can do better than that. What a mess.”
I guess that’s better than the alternative. If I thought that it was perfect, it would mean that I hadn’t gotten any better since October.
There’s some things I really like about how this chapter turned out (looks pointedly at Pakku and Una) but I feel like the story rambles way more than it should. Ah well. I guess I can appreciate it for what it is and do better next time. Like making sure I keep my buffer well fed, so I don’t get stuck again, and have to ramble my way out of a badly written corner in the first place.
Sometimes being an artist feels like living in a constant state of “lesson learned.”
What do you think about when you look back at old work?