I've got some kind of severe social anxiety problem, so I freak out over small missteps I've made and hermit myself away from time to time. I'm fairly good-natured under the crazy, though!
Favourite Visual Artist
Brian Froud
Favourite Movies
The Neverending Story
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Regurgitator
Favourite Writers
I should probably say Grace McDermott since she's my significant other. >_>
I'm leaving the previous entry up. It represents an important part of me, even if it's not really 100% true.
Anyway, I'm really, truly trying to force myself to start a quick, simple webcomic as practice for eventually doing something greater. By which I mean I occasionally think about it in oblique terms or stare at a screen or sketchbook page intending to draw but doing nothing at all. Hrn.
I want nothing save to want something. I have no motivation, no inspiration, no desire. The only real emotion I feel is for Stormy. I go through the motions of happiness, sadness and anger just to mask the emptiness from myself.
I try to push myself to do things so that maybe the ball can start rolling and I can want to be doing things. Actually, I do want to do things in a general sense, but there's no individual thing that I want to do. Even drawing is just something I do because it's a thing I can actually kinda do. I know I should try to practice to get better so I can be good enough to have some pride in my work, but I don't have anythi