Two weeks ago, I returned home from visiting family in Canada. They’d given me a check for inheritance my aunt had left me.
On the ferry ride back to the states I talked with my girlfriend, and we both decided I should put in my two weeks at my day job, the store I’d been at for the last nine years, take a portion of the money and try to draw comics full time. Take six months to dedicate to comics. See what happens.
I’d been thinking of leaving that job for years, but I‘d been dreaming of doing comics full time all my life.
When I left for Canada three weeks ago, I had no concrete plans to quit, yet yesterday was my last day at that job.
I’m thrilled, overwhelmed, and frightened about what I’ve done.
Guess I better go make comics.