Why do I always make goals for myself that I know I can't accomplish?

So it was Thursday evening; I was lying peacefully in my bed, watching Dark City, and almost fell asleep several times. But suddenly (as I re-watched the movie with the audio commentary) I found myself feeling oddly inspired. So I grabbed the first piece of paper I could find and began sketching what would become 6 pages of a comic version of a story I've been writing.

o_O

I can't draw people, I can't draw backgrounds, I can't colour, and I can't shade! Why on earth would I ever even try to attempt doing a comic? x3 Another thing is that the story won't translate very well into images because it's mostly told from a first-person perspective, which means I'll have to rewrite the entire thing. It's just crazy.

But it's a good challenge for me Just the past 24 hours I've learnt more about Photoshop than I have in the three years I've had the program. And although I know that whatever comes from this won't be great, it'll be good practice. If nothing more I'll probably learn to have a lot of patience, cause I'm pretty sure every panel will take me at least 10-15 hours.

The worst part is probably gonna be designing the characters, though... but the first three-four panels doesn't really have persons in them (well, in fact there are body parts in each and every one of them, but nothing I can't find a way around) so I'll put that off for a couple of days.

I'm not as negative about this as I might sound Actually, I'm really excited and I'm looking forward to spending hours of hours of doing and redoing the walls in the first picture.

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"Who's to know that your soul will fade at all? The one you sold to fool the world..." Ah, I love Seether.