All fine on the Comic Book Front part 2


So I received my disbursement from indiegogo and the colossal fees were taken.
I was left with the money to do about two pages of the comic .
The plan being to use these to promote the book for a crowd funding relaunch.
Now the artist isn't doing new commissions and I have to find a new one for the additional pages
which will now certainly be in a different style from the first.
Two weeks politely waiting for a reply two weeks wasted.
Now to begin again
  • I've got to hunt for a new artist and compare prices and styles .
  • Begin the indiegogo again and hope to hell I get more than 3 percent funding
  • not be so pissed off at starting the whole thing again

Still working on the anger thing.

and the jealousy too..


Seeing multi decade pro's crowd funder campaigns do well is no where near as traumatic

as seeing first timers become wildly successful where all I've have know is dismal embarrassing failure.
All the years I put my dreams on hold to look after dying ,alcoholic parents I told myself one day I would be free to live pursue my dream and do one thing I actually like doing before I die.

I didn't realise I had a lot more than just time invested in this indiegogo campaign .
I had over a decade of quiet resentment built up for addicts that gave me a deprived,freezing ,cold, hungry childhood and now wanted me sacrifice my god-damn life for them.

So when I finally got free of them and it all went down in flames I was a little annoyed.
My life ,my dreams all torn asunder,thinking I was a fool to dare to dream in the first place looking my friends in the eye knowing I cant even describe it as a partial success.
Even my worst nightmares I thought I'd have bare bones funding and have to pay for postage myself.
I was wrong


Having so much invested in a funny book about cowboy squids
and morbidly obese ginger kids with goggles may be a little silly

but its all I have



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