Most of the Split Screen books have made their way into the mail system (yay!). I'm currently working on international packages and local ones. I've received only one report so far that a package made it's way to it's destination so I sincerely hope more of them are being delivered and just not being reported. I'll be excited when all of the packages are out of my hands. It hasn't been all bad, but I think I can say with 99% certainty that if I decide to make another book someday, I will not run another Kickstarter campaign, haha. Between trying to figure out how to get the book printed and not have it look like garbage to finding myself in a pickle either because I was shorted by the printer therefore running out of print rewards to not ordering enough of the rewards myself. And shipping! Don't get me started, haha. I'm pretty sure if I calculated the amount of time I spent writing and drawing Split Screen and the work that went into making the book, I'd be lucky if I got paid $1 an hour.
Anyways, I know you guys don't want to read me complain about things. I am glad that the book got made and that I could share the story with all of you and that's what really matters.
In other news, my foot is finally on the mend after 3 weeks. I don't have to wrap it anymore and I can walk around on it. I can't handle my toe or really try to bend too much without it hurting but it's way better than it was. I'm glad I didn't have to wear a boot! I can finally clean off my desk and start standing while working again which will be awesome for my back and my elbow and shoulder that I have been leaning on so much while doing book sketches. I have couch-burn on my elbow! Haha.
My self esteem issues have been getting the better of me for the past few weeks too. I go through phases where I am convinced that no one likes me. And I feel like I am always saying the wrong things and I feel guilty all the time like I've offended everyone I know and any minute now they are going to stop talking to me entirely. Why should they want to talk to me? I'm an asshole. Those are the kind of feelings I have. Hopefully things will start looking up.
On Saturday morning Al suddenly said that I could get a dog. Out of nowhere. So I went to a dog shelter and checked out a couple small dogs. I have been wanting a small dog for a really long time. The two dogs I spent time with on Saturday were really cute, but both had behavioral issues I did not think I was equipped to handle. So I figured I would keep looking. Sunday Al said he decided I could no longer have a dog. So... that was short lived! :/
What a shit show this entry has been! I'm sorry! What have you guys been up to? Did you do anything fun over the weekend?