This is no reference to any of the long list of indie bands who choose to name themselves in the form of “The Somethingorothers”. Nor is it a tip of the hat to a geographical formations or to another somewhat famous work in our comics medium. No, sirs and madams, this is a slump more metaphysical, though not your typical artistic slump. This is the slump of a man who faces the frustrations of a work life the beat of which is so constantly shifting. Be warned: should you choose to write long-form narrative fiction while in the thick of school, it will be hard indeed to establish a rhythm of work.

And so this is the problem which besets me these days. Having come off of two indescribably busy school semesters one behind the other, I have grown used to devoting all of my resources to fulfilling academic obligations. Coming into a far less rigid and much more free form semester after these workloads has left me a tad ‘dry’, as it were. Finding my creative muse in times such as these is not an easy task, and so the scripting of things has suffered.

Or it was suffering. Good news! At last I have begun preliminary work on the scripts that you shall see a year from – – maybe two – – from now; after a long hibernating period I have ushered up force enough to break my inertia! Not easily and not quickly, mind you, for as I’ve been raving, these resources have been so long untapped and my mind so long occupied with routines and thoughts more mechanical that to return to the ‘life of the mind’ is not an easy thing entirely. Often I must resort to listening to the same three songs on repeat before I can again feel my feet beneath me (for the record, this exceptionally limited play list is composed of Gray Matter’s “Take it Back”, Jawbreaker’s “Million” and, embarrassingly enough, the original opening theme to Fist of the North Star). This potent aural concoction has no great logic behind it; I only understand that its effects are undeniable.

But there you have it, sirs and madams: a five day weekend and at most I have to show only the outline of a script for it. An outline which will soon be upon us in the form of what we in the industry call a ‘script’.