I’m still not sure. The “bad year” turned into another “bad year”. And so far, it looks like we’re balls deep in “bad year” number three. Maybe it’s going to be bad years from here on out. Maybe nothing is ever going to be the same as it was. And, in some ways, that’s a good thing.
Weren’t we going to start a blog about being a freelance illustrator? Weren’t we going to be a freelance illustrator? Oh, yeah. We did that.
Sometimes I forget that blogs are still a relevant medium. Especially right now in the age of “influencer” somehow being a legitimate career path, and Instagram and Youtube being the primary methods these days of dispersing messages and ideas, blogs almost seem antiquated.
But, hell if I don’t love the written word.
There is a distance created between the author and the reader that I find comforting. It is a way of putting down your ideas thoughtfully and carefully, with time to stop and think in between sentences. We’re not exactly graced with that sort of time in person. And as a writer, what need is there for you to present a friendly, charismatic persona that makes people click buttons to show their approval of your speech and appearance? I say, none.
Get out of here, algorithm, nobody likes you!