Fuck fuck fuckity fuck
My huge graphic novel that I spent three years writing and thumbnailing might get shelved due to outside forces. This is the second time this has happened to me ...and of course I told everyone about it because I was so proud of it →
I seriously never want to produce anything creative ever again if this shit is just gonna keep happening, I have so fucking little to show for a DECADE of continuous work, the actual published corpus only represents a small fraction of the stuff I've put hundreds of man hours in that never went anywhere- not creative dicking around but actual formal, signed contract projects that turned to ash halfway through
. It just feels so fucking inane to keep trying. I wanna give up. None of this makes economic or psychological sense. Fuck fuck fuckity fuck.