Thursday, November 17, 2016

600 Issues

My webcomic Negative One hit its 600th issue last week.

In honor of the milestone, I tried a slightly different art style, using neutral gray markers instead of my usual sketchy pencil. It was an interesting change.


My mom was watching me draw this issue while she was hanging out at my house. She asked me to tell her what everyone thought of the different illustrations, and I told her I probably wouldn't get many comments. She disagreed and I said, "No, really, almost nobody comments on the comic." And she said, "Well then why do you do it?"

No offense to my mom of course, but this is kind of a bad question to ask an artist. I think she was asking because she wanted to know why I do it if not for feedback and evidence of audience enjoyment, but as a creator you can't help but wonder if such a question implies that you shouldn't make a work that gets little attention.

She understood and validated my response, though, and made it clear she accepted the inherent worth of the art form based on my relationship with it. I'll share that with you here.

Negative One is the result of my decision to "retire" a fantasy series I wrote in college. I wrote it during an enduring stream of enthusiasm for a good number of years, and for a while I thought I would be able to sell it, but I didn't even really work up to a solid try for publication before I'd realized (along with my research on how one approaches selling a story) that these particular books were never going to be publishable. At least, they'd never be publishable how they were, not even with significant editing, unless I fundamentally changed the nature of the books. And I didn't want to.

I didn't want to change what the books were about to make them more mainstream, and I ultimately decided this was a personal story that I wanted to tell without restrictions. There's a time and a place for that, and as a form of self-publishing, webcomics felt like that time and place for me. 

I don't intend to sell this. I don't intend to make any money at it (don't even, in fact, have a system in place to collect money for it even if I wanted to). I just want to make it on my own terms, once a week like I have for over eleven years, and keep telling the story I like about the characters I like to enjoy it the way I like it. It's out there for other people who like stories like this to read if they please. It's out there to ignore if people want to do that, too, and they do. There have been a few random fans of the comic who have interacted with me intensely for a while and then disappeared, and I have some friends who follow the comic either weekly or off-and-on. I see a little spike in the stats on its update day, so I know it has some loyal readers. But it's not popular, and I'm not interested in doing anything differently to change that.

I'm satisfied with it and I love it. My more "mature" and "advanced" work has been molded by feedback and publishing expectations and restrictions and reading environments. That's also fine. But as a person who has accepted feedback and incorporated foreign perspectives for plenty of other works, it's comforting to have one thing where I don't do that. That I've created a little niche for myself where I make something that's just mine. I'm free to do it however I like since I ask for nothing from my audience and depend on no one for the means to share it (beyond, you know, paying for my website and the utilities that allow me to access my computer/Internet). If someone doesn't like something I do or how I do it, they can deal with it by not reading, and absolutely nothing changes for me. And I think having an oasis like that is a good grounding opportunity for a writer who usually does field a large amount of feedback and compromises with plenty of restrictions.

Negative One is a quiet story that I do for nobody but me, but I invite people to participate by putting it on the Internet. If it's your thing, I hope you enjoy it. And though I adore feedback from people who connected with what it's saying, I don't need my readers to speak up. I think a lot of people who like Negative One are the quiet types who don't need to communicate with creators for the creators to communicate with them.

I recommend that any writers who are struggling with feedback or are feeling overwhelmed by expectations carve out a sanctuary like this for yourself. A story that's yours where you can retreat if you need to. It might not seem like much, but it's made a big difference in my life. Maybe you'll feel the same.

Wednesday, November 16, 2016

Wednesday Factoid: What Era?

Today's Wednesday Factoid is: What era do you wish you had lived in?

I'm gonna do something mighty weird here and say I wish I'd been a millennial instead of Generation X.

Maybe that doesn't really count as answering the question? I'm not sure. Because obviously I am living now and I was alive when millennials started being born. So technically the question is kinda asking me what era that I DIDN'T live in that I wish I had, and therefore the only choices are really bygone eras. I mean, unless I'm allowed to pick the distant future, too, and in that case I don't know what I'd name it.

I don't romanticize the past. There are aesthetics and movements I think are awesome from the past, but actually living in those eras Does Not Appeal To Me, like at all. And given what the Internet did for me as a college student, I am retroactively salty about it not existing for me when I was a kid.

Then again, I probably would have been one of those early adopters who would have done something terrifyingly embarrassing on YouTube while in middle school and would have become a meme or something. So who knows. But I was SO ready for the Internet before I even knew what it was. I was sort of making proto-websites on my Apple II using multiple five-and-a-quarter diskettes. Julie's Disk 2. Julie's Disk 3. Because I filled them up with crap and each disk only held like less than 200 K of my text crap. And as you all know I like to write a lot of text crap.

Anyway, I feel like if I had gone through childhood with access to the Internet, I would have learned much earlier what I needed to know later to become a better writer, and I wouldn't have gotten what I feel is such a late start in publishing. I really feel like I was a slow learner and that it just wasn't ubiquitous in my generation, and maybe that's also why I've got a circle of friends that starts half a generation to a generation younger than I am. Those are the people who communicate like I do about the things I communicate about.

But to be honest, it's kind of fun being the old lady. Because then I get to talk about the 1980s and how the music was not bullshit and talk about the toys, TV shows, and clothes we had from a perspective of actually being there rather than understanding it secondhand through people who don't quite understand what they're trying to imitate when they sort of make fun of it or make reference to it. And I can remember the way computers changed and the way Internet culture developed in a way that they can't. It's especially shocking to me how little people understand sometimes about websites and Internet--how some people literally don't realize that it hasn't actually been possible for most of my life to watch television shows whenever you want, and that you actually had to do stuff like program your VCR to record a show because there honestly was not a way to watch it later through the Internet. I once spent an entire evening trying to download a 20 MB file of the Animaniacs doing the macarena. And then I had to start all over because someone called me and it knocked my connection out. I'm not kidding.

 
And now you can watch it immediately. Sweet.
 

Saturday, November 12, 2016

Personal Digest Saturday: November 5 – November 11

Life news this week: 
  • Saturday the most exciting thing I did was eat a pizza all by myself. I did some blogging and photo updating online, and cleaned up some leftover stuff I'd been ignoring after last weekend's party.
  • Sunday I hung out with my friend Joy. We went out to Mojo Books to drink coffee and shop for used books, and we hung out at my house until pretty late at night just talking about everything. She's someone I'd like to see more often but really don't get to.
  • Monday was made weird by Daylight Savings. My company's president was visiting from Portland, but I didn't get to see much of him because he had so many meetings. I got my grocery shopping done after work and read a bunch of old journal entries.
  • Tuesday my work computer was acting weird and it messed with my ability to do work. After work my mom got some GrillSmith food and we spent the evening watching the pretty baffling results of the election. She left before anything was called, but I stayed up until the final results were in. President Trump? Bizarre! After my mom left but before the end of the election, I recorded a video for my asexuality channel, too.
  • Wednesday my work computer was still screwy so I had to work with the IT guy all day to get it back to how it needed to be. It wasn't too bad but it was tiresome. I then met Jeaux and we ate at Flippers and talked politics because that's what everyone does the day after elections. After he left I did some processing on the video I'd recorded but I didn't have time to finish uploading it.
  • Thursday at work was super busy, probably partly because I didn't get much done the day before. Then I went home in the dark and accidentally uploaded my video to the wrong account so I had to start all over. I talked to Victor on the phone and finished drawing my comic. It was my 600th issue of Negative One so I put some extra work into the frames and did it all in marker!
  • Friday was uneventful--pretty busy at work, uploaded my 600th comic, and finally made a dent in my new video's subtitling. (Still hadn't finished it by the end of the night, but I'll finish later.)

New reviews of my book:
  • "Amazon Customer" gave it a five-star review.
  • And yet again the number of reviews on Goodreads has gone up by one and yet the newest review the site will show me is one I already saw last week. No matter what you do, sorting with "newest" at the top, it still mixes reviews from years ago in with the newest ones and does not actually have a way to see what's newest. I'm really frustrated with that because it keeps happening.
      Interviews, Features, Mentions:
        • Dose.com has an article called "No, Asexuals Aren't Sociopaths And Robots and it mentions my book and me. It's a little oversimplified and sometimes misleading, like where it says asexual people might want romantic relationships but that they'd be "without the sex, obviously."
          Reading progress:
          • Finished this week: I AM A SLACKER SO NO I DID NOT READ
          • Currently reading: The Free Lunch by Spider Robinson.
            New singing performances:

            This week's performance was "My Life" by Billy Joel.



            New drawings:

            Negative One weekly webcomic is up:



            Webcomic Negative One Issue 0600: "Cry On Me."






            New videos:

            My latest asexuality video is "Letters to an Asexual #41," which discusses some negative experiences I've had regarding asexuality in my everyday life. 

             

            My latest unlisted ukulele video is a messy version of "Fireflies" by Owl City, which I dedicated to Jessie.

             

            New photos:

            Just a coffee selfie that I took while out with Joy.

            Social Media counts:
             
            YouTube subscribers: 5,346 for swankivy (no change), 604 for JulieSondra (no change). Twitter followers: 860 for swankivy (no change), 1,317 for JulieSondra (1 new). Facebook: 294 friends (no change) and 203 followers (no change) for swankivy, 641 likes for JulieSondra (lost 1), 57 likes for Negative One (no change), 127 likes for So You Write (no change). Tumblr followers: 2,491 (3 new). Instagram followers: 89 (no change).

            Wednesday, November 9, 2016

            Wednesday Factoid: Trusting the Government

            Today's Wednesday Factoid is: How much do you trust your government?

            Hah. Hahahahahaha. Oh, wow.

            Well, I'm not a conspiracy believer or anything--I don't believe there are nefarious plans to take down people like me, take rights away from me, convert everyone to a single religion, create a hostile takeover to make my life worse, or line up people like me and throw us out or kill us. But no, I don't trust the government, and my answer to that doesn't change depending on who's in charge of it at the moment.

            I believe some choices are better than others, but when the candidates I vote for get elected, my being pleased at that fact does not mean I trust them.

            Here's the thing. Governments have eventually reflected the will of the people pretty much only when we make them. The people who rise to government are largely privileged people who actively do not know what the everyperson deals with, and probably never have. (There are exceptions.) Women and black people did not earn the right to vote because people in government just looked at each other one day and said "Hey, that's not fair." It's only after enough people who were affected and our allies got through to those in power by making so much noise and creating so much discord that it eventually became unacceptable to ignore us anymore. And worse, for politicians, it became unpopular. 

            LGBTQ+ people did not receive rights and protections we deserve because the government "gave" them to us. We had to scream and fight to get here, and we had to talk to important people who had decision-making power, and we had to talk to enough of our neighbors to convince them love deserved to win. We will continue to do that work regarding all the issues that currently enshrine oppression and marginalization in law. The government, in spirit, wants to take care of its people, but it sometimes disagrees on what's a problem and who's a person.

            The government is a lumbering gestalt that frequently injures its subjects and itself through ignorance and occasional deliberate strikes. Sometimes their inaction is violence, and sometimes their action causes violence. I don't believe the government is out to get me (usually), but I've certainly seen it get me and people I consider vulnerable. I think some individuals in government are capable of influencing their fellows to improve certain situations or minimize damage to others, but no, I do not "trust" that they want to, or that their wanting to means that they will, or that they know what helping us looks like. Sometimes the violence is caused by them actively hurting us, but ignoring need and denying damage is sometimes worse because they can always turn around and claim their intent matters more than the result.

            The only time I accept "it's the thought that counts" is in the event of a bad gift.

            Claiming you want to help us or don't want us to be hurt when it's partially your job to take care of us is a big reason I certainly can't put my trust in you, government. 

            Monday, November 7, 2016

            I used to be so funny

            Man! A long time ago, for a period of a few years, I used to regularly update my LiveJournal followers on my adventures with an entertaining but annoying co-worker. I kept the entries private because there are far too many stories of people getting fired for talking crap about their co-workers or superiors or workplace on social media, so as a result only about two dozen people (probably) ever read them.

            Last night I had a friend over and we were chatting about work stuff and somehow I ended up flashing back to talking about this guy. I explained how he was basically a complete caricature of a person--complete with oversimplified and ignorant beliefs about women and black people, privileged obliviousness, obsession with his hairstyle, and incessant rambling about his golf game and his townhouse and his failure of a romantic life. Women, you see, never wanted to date him because they were so "crazy" and immature. This led to such unreasonable actions as telling him they have a boyfriend after he harassed them at work three times, walking away from him without a word when he hit on them at a gas station at 7:30 in the morning, and agreeing after a year of pestering to go on a date with him and then mysteriously not answering his calls or texts. Crazy women, I tell ya! And these were tales he told us in the office. We didn't have the kind of workplace where talk like this was common, either (though maybe it was partly because the secretary is non-partner-seeking and everybody else was married). 

            And let's not forget how his demands for very specific, unnecessary aesthetic specifications on proposals and other documents caused me to spend an inordinate amount of time on design that was ultimately not necessary. We'd snipe at each other a lot over this--me insisting that content was more important, him claiming that the look of the document sent a vital message (to the tune of keeping me in the office long into the wee hours sometimes, because he wanted the page number of the proposal to be encased in a line-art palm tree, or because his dividers needed to have custom-designed full-page designs on them that used up all my printer ink and required processing in a copy shop because he was adamant that the color go all the way to the edges and my printers could not do that).

            Some of these logs were absolutely hilarious. I can't believe I used to be so funny.

            I don't really write stuff like this much anymore. I don't have a place where I do it. This blog is supposed to be relatively dignified, and though it's not entirely focused on my writing, it is associated with it--with me as a brand as well as a blogger and human being. I actually do still maintain my LiveJournal with a weekly post that's very similar to my Saturday Personal Digest, but I don't tend to post personal rambles there anymore. Maybe partly because very little of what I have to say needs to be private anymore.


            Still, the uncensored, unfiltered version of me is explosive and far more entertaining than I thought I was. I hope that doesn't sound egotistical, but seriously, I was reading through these old logs thinking what a shame it was that they were friends-locked and couldn't be consumed by the public. It's almost to the point where I wish I could adapt the content so it wouldn't be able to be associated with the real people in the story and share it in a way not connected to me.

            Maybe I will someday.

            But it brings me back to when I wrote so often, about so many things, and spent so much more time producing enjoyable content. I miss doing that now that I'm in a sort of unproductive phase (writing-wise). Writing has always been a way I record what I'm thinking, share my emotions, and entertain people (including myself), but I'm not using it as much or in as many ways these days. And I think I'm probably kinda out of practice being as funny as I was, too. I never really thought I could write humor, but man. Maybe I should give it a try.

            Saturday, November 5, 2016

            Personal Digest Saturday: October 29 – November 4

            Life news this week: 
            • Saturday was THE BIG HALLOWEEN PARTY. It was probably the least stressful Halloween party I've ever had, as I didn't do that much preparation for it and my costume was easy and no one was early so I didn't get frazzled! Awesome party with awesome costumes. I was dressed as Mabel from Gravity Falls (and Jeaux was Dipper). You can see our pics below. Many friends came, about a dozen people, and we ate my food. Some stayed until the wee hours playing Cards Against Humanity. Yay!
            • Sunday I just recuperated from the party. I didn't even wash dishes or clean up. I just ate a bunch of leftovers and was lazy! I invited my mom to come help me eat but she didn't feel like it so she waited until the next day. And I worked on my novel for the first time in a while! Incorporating some feedback from Bad Fairy from readers. I really need to consistently get back into this, but alas, I am so lazy! I also recorded a ukulele song.
            • Monday was back to work and also Actual Halloween. I wore a pumpkin sequin shirt and skeleton earrings to the office. Nobody else wore a costume or anything. I didn't go grocery shopping because I still had so much food left over! I brought my molasses-ginger animal cookies and my autumn leaf cookies to work to help get rid of them. Mommy came over after and ate up some pumpkin roll and pie! Oh and I paid bills. I didn't get any trick-or-treaters. :(
            • Tuesday was a nice slow day and I wore my Garnet-inspired superhero dress to work like a nerdo. I also drew some fanart, washed some dishes, and played my ukulele. And fiddled with my in-progress novel Ace of Arts a little bit, but didn't write anything new.
            • Wednesday was uneventful. I had IHOP food with Jeaux, and after we hung out at my place and listened to Night Vale. He ate my last piece of leftover pumpkin pie. :)
            • Thursday I didn't do much but I was asked to play admin on a company Facebook page and didn't want to use the existing page I have so I made a separate Facebook account to use for managing it. Heh. That night I drew webcomics and talked to Victor on the phone.
            • Friday was low-stress and I just did my office work, came home and finished the webcomic, annnnnnd kinda fell asleep in my clothes.

            New reviews of my book:
                Interviews, Features, Mentions:
                  • Blogger geekgirlmae mentioned my book as figuring into a search for a label. It's a neat little blog ramble.
                    Reading progress:
                    • Finished this week: Sorry, nothing. :(
                    • Currently reading: The Free Lunch by Spider Robinson.
                      New singing performances:

                      This week's performance was "I Will Remember You" by Sarah McLachlan.



                      New drawings:

                      I did two character sketches of Steven characters this week.

                      A very sketchy doodle of the Gems from above,
                      doodled while listening to Night Vale without references.
                      Garnet with Baby Steven.
                      If you wear glasses babies will always do this to you.

                      Negative One weekly webcomic is up:



                      Webcomic Negative One Issue 0599: "Honest People."






                      New videos:

                      My latest unlisted ukulele video: I played "Everything Stays," which is written by Rebecca Sugar and featured in Adventure Time's series "Stakes." I love this lullaby-like song.

                       

                      New photos:

                      First, Halloween:

                      My costume: MABEL FROM GRAVITY FALLS!
                      Good likeness?
                      Autumn Leaf Cookies
                      Pumpkin Pie

                      Jeaux came as Mabel's brother, Dipper.
                      Yes? YES? Yes. We did a good job on these.
                      Some photos of my guests:


                      Benny as Spider-Man
                      Joy as Rose, Derek no costume
                      Katie in her Loki dress
                      Meggie in her Rose Quartz dress
                      Michael/Rachael: pirate/Kenshin
                      Room of guests

                      Joy as Rose Quartz from Steven Universe, doing something
                      that's pretty scary in the context of the show
                      Obligatory food selfie

                      Not from the party: Me in my Garnet-inspired dress,
                      being a secret superhero at work

                      Social Media counts:
                       
                      YouTube subscribers: 5,346 for swankivy (4 new), 604 for JulieSondra (no change). Twitter followers: 860 for swankivy (7 new), 1,316 for JulieSondra (2 new). Facebook: 294 friends (no change) and 203 followers (no change) for swankivy, 642 likes for JulieSondra (lost 3 lol), 57 likes for Negative One (1 new because my new fake Facebook liked it oops), 127 likes for So You Write (1 new for the same reason). Tumblr followers: 2,488 (4 new). Instagram followers: 89 (2 new).

                      Wednesday, November 2, 2016

                      Wednesday Factoid: Apologies

                      Today's Wednesday Factoid is: Do you apologize too much?

                      Good question.

                      I read an article once saying women in general say "sorry" much more often than necessary. I think most of us don't realize we're doing it. So it's kind of hard to tell whether I'm apologizing "too much." Probably?

                      I know at work that I politely apologize for any interruptions, but it's true that I sometimes apologize to people who are doing their jobs, apologize for things that aren't my fault (though that's not the only reason you'd say "sorry"), and apologize as a way to start a conversation as if I expect to be treated like an inconvenience. Those are probably social cues I've picked up as a lady in society. Sometimes I think about it and try to do it less.

                      But.

                      I have also talked a little about apology in a different context. And some people have said that because I have called myself out on things I've done wrong, that I'm "apologizing too much." I made a video a while back about mistakes I'd made in my activism career, mostly in my YouTube videos, bringing up the content of the mistake, the reason it's a mistake, and what I should have said instead. A couple of comments said I was being too inclusive.

                      Read that, seriously. Too inclusive.

                      These are the kinds of people who think more inclusive language and more inclusive societies are "too PC." That making a specific effort to equalize, make up for past inequalities, and acknowledging wrongdoing is "pandering." That it's unreasonable for people to want to be included in mainstream consideration if they aren't mainstream themselves, and that those of us who recognize the legitimacy of their concerns are "what's wrong with this country." That we're destroying it. But acknowledging where we were wrong and trying to make it better.

                      I don't think I apologize anywhere near "too much" for stuff like that.