LOST in my life--oh yeah, and my comic

Lost Season 3. Done, in the bag. I've been fanatically watching this show, as much as I can, and it has been a depressing piece of occupational duty of mine as well. By now, many know of my creator-owned property--it's the one with an ensemble cast lost at sea with an Island as a main character and supernatural forces, and a revolving door of mysteries tying one chapter to the next.....
Yeah, great, it goes on and ON, ofcourse. My luck. Well, I wrote this story some-8 years ago. I couldn't get it out because I didn't really know how to self-publish comics and I was stuck working day-to-day jobs. And then Lost happens. So, it's been both exhilerating and painful to watch. I've had to turn off the tv and walk out of the room many times, smacking myself, "eeaarrgh, that's in my story!!Aargh" Oh well, I should've just drawn the darn thing and got it out.
Well, The GOOD NEWS is that I've dramatically reconfigured my plot and story details. It's a NEW story without taking out the core elements, principles and characters. And the characters are FANTASTIC. I swear. Now I just have to write a "Pitch" which I know will be the hardest thing I'll ever do in my life. Drawing and writing should be easy. I just have to convince a publisher that this will be the greatest thing(and artistic achievement) I'll ever do in my life, hands down.

I can't show any art or anything. Not until I make SOMETHING happen.
So anyway, today let's celebrate the life of Charlie and hum the chorus to "You All, Everybody" one last time!!
I'll miss you, bassist for Driveshaft.

Labels: complaining, pop culture, writing