(the bag reads "CHEAP SPEED")
There are times where I don't know if I'm pushing my bullshit too much in my writing. If it gels, if it feels real or if you believe it. Maybe that seems like a thing you could overlook when it's a mostly a comedy about a talking acorn, but thats the kind of thinking that ruins a comedy for me. When the author decides it doesn't matter, why should the reader also care?
That's some slippery slope thinking, devolving into what parts of a story are you supposed to care for, which parts are we supposed to let go and say "okay so theres just an emergency bag of cheap speed set up like that." That's the comedy part that's like wheres here's a weird and funny way of delivering this item to your character, but how does your character actually feel and react to it and others?
My lack of life experience in certain ways has always made me wary about including them in stories in case of being *gasp* found out. By who? What then? They don't read my comics? Nothing new. I'll do my best and if it doesn't work out I'll try again. The only thing I ever come back to in these feelings is just "be as honest as you can, then do something else."
Historically also, any time I've had this worried gut feeling with a comic, it always turned out generally well-received by readers. Learning to trust that gut, even today.
(also this bathroom is based on my parents' home bathroom)
KC Green
2017-09-08 16:29:34 +0000 UTCSarusa
2017-09-08 07:46:38 +0000 UTCJesse Rhodes
2017-09-08 01:00:23 +0000 UTCJesse Rhodes
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