If you'll forgive the descent into self-pity....

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As much as I try not to, as much as I try to divert my attention away from the feelings of worthlessness, of intellectual and creative inadequacy, and the persistent question, "Why bother?", I'm finding myself slipping into depression again.

I recently turned 52, and it occurred to me--FINALLY--that it's too late. It's too late to do all the things I wanted to do when I was younger. At one time, I was a cartoonist--even made a bit of money at it once--but never hit the big time. I recently attempted to revive a comic strip idea that has lain dormant for about twenty years, but drawing has proved frustrating.

I have trouble with what should be simple things for a cartoonist--making a character look consistent in every drawing, drawing hands, drawing a character walking sitting, etc. It looks amateurish and always did, even when I was selling stuff. I start to draw, and soon give up in exasperation.

But even if I drew well, 52 is a rather late age to try to syndicate a comic strip, as I've always wanted to do. I've never heard of a rookie cartoonist who started at that age.

And writing. Oooooh, boy.

The problem used to be that I had no ideas. Now I have plenty, but am so paralyzed with fear I'm afraid to start. When I worked on my Christmas story (which I'm still debating whether I should finish) I was on the verge of throwing up many times, the fear of ridicule was so great.

The prospect of research always bogged me down. Unless someone were to lead me through the process, with a nice little organized list, I'm lost. In the story I want to do now (the child star one--see my "Random Musings" entry) I'm going to have to know the following:

  • How equipment is set up in a TV studio (specifically the name of each light, and where they're typically located
  • I have to decide whether I will have my main character hide away in a real Arizona town, or a fictional one. If a real one, I'll have to look up local landmarks. If a fictional one, I might still have to refer to/have the character go to/nearby towns, and will have to research them for authenticity's sake
  • The warmup comedian character is Jewish, and I'm going back and forth about whether his family is observant or not. If they are, I have to research Jewish traditions. Dare I say it? Oy!

The last of the three is especially daunting, because if I screw that up, I offend an entire religious group.

But you see why I so easily get stuck and can go no further.

On top of everything else, I look at Katie Leone's work, and Nancy Cole's especially, and find my own attempts wanting. Despite having a college degree I feel incredibly stupid for not knowing as much about history as Nancy. And history is a subject I've always been interested in!

Overall, there's just the feeling that I've wasted my life. I spent it watching TV, films and cartoons. There's no point in furthering my education now (no one would hire me once I graduated) and no point in trying to have any sort of career, even in something I like to do.

OK. Rant over. I just hope my whining doesn't bother anyone.

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