after doing this test 2 weeks ago, i got reminded of my long-postponed project.
a few background stories first though, since i’m feeling chatty tonight (as in, talking to myself, that’s what ).
when i was in 3rd grade, i & my 2 classmates made this “business” where we’d staple some tiny pages of paper together so it’d look like a book, and drew some doodles & created silly stories. then we’d “sell” it to our other classmates, where they’d pay us with phoney money.
it stopped after around 3 days, cuz our teacher found that out.
then on the 5th grade, i & yet another classmate made comic books, which was based on our real life. the idea was the same, we’d staple some (a bit bigger) pages of paper together so it’d look like a book, and actually used rulers to make the comic strips.
then we’d draw straight there, using pencils and of course, no shadings or whatsoever.
on volume 2, we stopped dead. i guess it just happened because our friendship was also somewhat ending.
then, i made comics on my own. oh yes. those days.
first i’d make them on A4 papers (landscape), still using rulers and pencils.
as time went by, i got to know a thing called loose leaf + folder, so i then drew there.
i don’t even remember anymore how many comics i’ve made, but it’s more than 5, i can tell you that! and i’ve actually managed to finish ONE, though my sister (who was the only reader, also my biggest fan, har har!) said that the story didn’t match with the title as the ending didn’t even conclude anything at all (which was true. i was just tired of that comic, and wanted to end it. lol.)
when i was drawing those comics, i found that i had these expressions on my face that’s exactly portrayed on my characters. weird huh.
i mean, when i tried to draw my character being happy, i found myself smiling. when i tried to make them angry, i found myself frowning. and so on.
then, came the time when i actually went to a manga school. i learned to draw in bigger “canvas”, ink them, use copics and screen tones. i also went to a fashion design course, in which i learned how to exaggerate human anatomy, learn the body contours, how to ink & shade them, etc.
afterwards, during college, i & my 3 friends created our so-called collab manga, where we each had our own characters, we all drew our own characters, but they’re all joined in the same adventure. that sounded greater than it actually was, we never got around to finish it, of course (what else is new??).
in the meantime, back when i was in high school, i began reading loads of R.L. Stine’s novels. as in, horror novels. unsatisfied by the sometimes-too-cheesy ghost stories (those are the kinds that attract me most, even now), i decided to make my own. in English.
i got around to chapter 5 this time, if i’m not mistaken, before once again, the papers prolly got flooded somewhere (yes, i actually wrote it down to pieces of paper!) or then i just deliberately forgot to continue it.
in college, as i watched lots of J-dorama, i AGAIN began writing some cheesy love story which was set in Osaka. i even had in mind who i wanted to play those characters if it were to become an actual J-dorama one day, ROTFL. fat chance.
on around the 4th chapter, i finally gave up since i didn’t know SQUAT about Osaka.
i do still have the story in my head though, maybe one day when i finally don’t feel too lazy anymore to do a bit of research, i will finish it. that’s a BIG maybe.
somehow, though, all these “starting up a project and never finishing them” didn’t stop me from doing it again . i can’t help it, i guess. i love reading, either books or comics.
i also am a dreamer, making up stories in my head the whole time.
so last year, specifically in January, i started it again, writing something.
after getting into chapter 3, after a few paragraphs, i stopped yet again.
but then i took that test, and what do you know? i should’ve been a writer afterall!
i don’t know what happened then, i suddenly just got bursts of ideas again, and continued that writing.
then, i find that i smile when my character’s happy, and become distracted when i write how sad my character is. on days when i have to go to work, i can’t help thinking what my character(s) are feeling, what they are thinking now, it’s as if they’re my children.
well, they are, in a way, since they’re my creations.
i don’t know yet how long this bursts of ideas are gonna last, i hope it’ll last until i finally, FINALLY, finish at least ONE whole complete story. i don’t even dare giving it a title yet, let alone showing it to anyone.
so yeah, i don’t know where this is going, but i won’t let this one become stranded in the middle.
btw, this new story i’m writing is in Indonesian. in a way, it’s a good chance for me to keep on practising my mother tongue, and on the other hand, it may be handy if i decide to push my luck & try publishing it in my home country (not making any promises here!).