Just Mad Books

When it came to producing comics, I used to think of myself as rather prolific, producing a number of new comics every year and working on multiple projects at the same time. I would hit up five or six cons & shows every year, selling books then having to make more Xeroxed copies for the next show, which always seemed just right around the corner. But it was all very doable, because, quite simply, I had the time to do it and I really enjoyed doing it. I still do enjoy making comics and still work on them every single day. I just don’t have as much time to devote to them. Priorities change. Of course they do. I work on my comics after the kids go to bed, even though I’m exhausted from the day, even though I want nothing more than to crash on the couch and watch some mind-numbing tv. So, I would no longer refer to myself as prolific as far as producing comics goes, and I’m slowly accepting that truth, even if it hurts a little.

Seeing that I don’t have as much time to devote to making comics, I am making damn sure that the comics I do make are the best they can be. I am taking this comics-making more seriously, in a way, because I know producing one book may take five or six years. And I’m okay with that (sort of). I don’t really know what the point of writing this is. Making comics is not easy. It takes a lot of time. A hell of a lot of time. But I cannot think of anything else I’d rather be spending my time doing. And I mean that.