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Anyone who knows me knows I talk too much. So, might as well toss all my stray thoughts, day-to-day stories, and doodles on a page.
Think of this as a diary, but the person writing it has ADHD and no friends.
Sorry I’ve been quiet on here—I suppose I’m not interesting enough for constant blogging. I did get one retrospective post out on the Letters From Somnolescent blog, which was more focused on my relationship with Somnol.
(If you’re wondering who Somnolescent is because you found this place through my social media, you can read more about us here.)
This post’s going to be more self-centred. Been a hell of a year with a lot of good changes, for once, and I’ve got some *~resolutions~* that I want to lay out for myself.
No promise that I’m actually going to make all of them, but I’ll try.
I’ve got a few projects I’m taking on with the goal of getting more in touch with my family’s history:
While I’m pretty sure my dad could play any instrument he could get his hands on, he was a bassist above all else. My brother’s lending me my dad’s old Hamer to start learning, and if I’m able to learn it well enough, I’ll shell out for something used.
Realistically, I don’t think I’m going to absolutely kill it on the bass, but I hope I can pick some of it up by 2024. Hopefully my tiny stupid hands don’t make it too tricky.
When my mom asked me to digitize her collection of home videos dating back to 1996, I wasn’t expecting buckets of discs. The good news is, she did the hard part of moving them from tape to DVD ages ago, so now it’s just digitizing them and finding a spot to host it all.
I’m not sure if I’ve ever watched these, and my mom doesn’t have the stomach to sit and go through it all herself. I think going through all of them will be… raw but much needed.
There are a few bonuses in the pile she gave me, too, like discs with vague labels (“vol. I part 1 of 5”) in my dad’s handwriting that my mom’s never seen before. Knowing him, it might be a rock opera.
My mom and I spent a good chunk of Christmas digging out relics from her house, including a handful of old cameras.
In the pile we’ve got an Olympus Camedia C-50, HP Photosmart 635, Samsung Maxima 80GL, Panasonic MiniDV camcorder, Sony Handycam Video8, a Canon AE-1, and a Super Ricohflex.
More details on each of these to come, probably on the Letters From Somnolescent blog.
I’d like to clean these up the best I can and see if I can get them working. The film cameras I’m confident will work fine, though I think the grease in the Ricohflex has dried out. I’m hoping the digital ones will be okay, since the Handycam’s battery had leaked while it was in storage.
While I’ve obviously taken photos before with my Nikon Coolpix (check them out at the galleries), I’ve never worked with film. I’m absolutely not confident in my abilities right now, but I hope I can learn and make the AE-1 one of my main cameras. (Might start on the point-and-shoot Maxima, though.)
I also bought a nice display case for them, so even if some are dead, they’ll get a loving home.
So, I’ve got a few projects next year that are effectively digging through my (or my family’s) past. Is there anything new I’m building towards?
Well, yeah. If you’ve read anything from me on the Letters blog or have been on my socials, you’re probably vaguely familiar with Wisp. There’s some extra info on it on this blog post, but the short story is it’s an urban fantasy webcomic I’ve been developing since 2016.
Wow! It must be done by now considering it’s been six years, eh?
Well, no, because I was 17 and dumb, so I’ve been reworking the story and characters to hell until I’m happy with it. And, maybe I like the smell of my own farts, but I also think it’s a pretty enjoyable read now that I’ve worked it over so much.
I’ve got a stupid amount of stuff developed—at the time of writing, the entirety of act one has been outlined, and 24 chapters have been fully storyboarded and are ready for production. (“Production.” I’m one vaguely autistic 23-year-old, not a studio.)
Biggest goal for 2023, that I may or may not make: start publishing Wisp.
On the internet! For people to see! The absolute horror that is being known.
Right now, I’ve got a few milestones I want to hit. I’d like to have the entirety of the story more or less outlined (which is basically done), have at least a year’s worth of backlog (achievable if I have a once-a-week posting schedule), and have all of act one storyboarded (getting there).
There’s been a bit of a drought on my socials since a lot of what I’m working on is Wisp. I’m hoping that, in a year’s time, you’ll be able to see it. I’m really hoping you’ll also like it, but hey, time will tell.
I always had a hard time envisioning the future growing up—when I was 13, "10 years from now" was a foreign concept. Obviously I made it in the end.
I’ve landed at my “forever” employer, I’ve been planning out the future with my high school sweetheart, and I’m finally working to push a dumb story I’ve been working on since I was 17 out the door so people can see it.
It’s not perfect, obviously. I’ve also given up on saying “it’s going to be an awesome year,” because the last time I did that was New Year’s 2020. But I’m optimistic this is going to be a year where I try, same as every year.
