Things are feeling better for me lately. Nothing has changed. I’m still in the same monotonous loop that I have been in.
This is going to sound nuts, but I think doing Inktober everyday has helped tremendously.
I never enjoyed having a sketchbook before. In fact, I’ve had this same one for four years and never really drew in it. I don’t like sketching in sketchbooks because it takes me a lot of time to “search” and find the right poses, so I like to have all the papers spread around me as reference, and i abhor taring pages out of books.
But for inktober, I just thought, “It’s just a sketch,” and have been doing one per page. Now when I look through my sketchbook, I feel a sense of astonished pride, not because the drawings are great (they’re average), but because I’m doing it, I’m doing the challenge and I’m filling up my sketchbook. This beat-up moleskine is becoming one of my favorite possessions.
With this though, I’m already worried about what will happen when the challenge is done, so I signed up for NaNoWriMo this year. I’m definitely not a writer, but I’m emboldened by inktober and the stubborn Taurus in me LOVES to stay the course, so I’m hoping I can pull it off.