mDuo13.com - The Amorphously Collected Thoughts and Works of Rome Reginelli

I've discovered a recent trend of mine that is actually rather concerning. It started maybe a year ago when my watch died. I had been the kind of person who was pretty dedicated to his watch; I wore it pretty much any time I wasn't in the shower, and had relied on a series of similar watches for years, going through the effort of fixing various little things like the wristband or the battery when they went out. But this time, I just kind of never worked up the gumption to replace it. I procrastinated it until I decided I didn't really even need to, and started relying on my phone for the time, instead. Sure, it's frugal, but more than that, it was a learning experience.

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Some things just tick me off. One of those is when people seem to think that science fiction cannot be literature, which is the position of my present creative writing professor. It's kind of a killjoy when the professor tells you that the kind of thing you like to write, you shouldn't bother with because she thinks it's a waste of time. Makes one tend to get rather bitter, and feel like the rest of the class is a waste of time. Anyway, I was in quite a funk yesterday on account of that and a few other points. For some reason, this made me want to draw. First thing I did was a sketch of Natsume (of Natsume Yuujinchou), based on a reference frame from the anime. Well, I was so surprised at how well it turned out, I did another drawing, Nakiami from Xam'd: Lost Memories, and colored it within less than half a day. Amazing how that works. (As for the Natsume pic... I'll probably color it eventually, but I want to spend a little more time on it than this one.)

I've made a lot of progress on various things in the past few weeks, schoolwork aside. For one thing, I read over 30 volumes of One Piece to finally catch up with the manga. It's strange: at times, I found myself thinking, "this comic isn't for me," but as I got further on, more and more I found that I was unequivocally enjoying it. Certainly, the comic grows deeper and more inspiring over time; but moreso, I simply found myself accepting the style and quirks of the comic, its own internal logic, and so forth. One Piece physics aren't the physics of our world; but they at least make some sort of wacky sense, and they're very, very, "Shounen Jump".

After that, I also found I had time to catch up with about 10 TV anime I'm currently watching, not counting Xam'd (which ended last week). Plenty of them are good, and may warrant future mention on this blog, but for now, the one I want to talk about is Toaru Majutsu no Index, and not because it's good, but because recently it has become apparent how poorly conceived it is.

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About a day and a half ago I posted an image I had finished coloring as a result of procrastinating from writing a story for my class. Not much later, Chloe (who had drawn the image about 2 years ago) scoffed at my efforts and told me to color something newer. Such as an image drawn to my request immediately. I thought a bit, settled on MISAKA Imouto (a nice design and one fitting for Chloe's art style) and no sooner said than done, a PSD lineart file had found its way to my inbox. Of course, I had to write a story first, which got dismissed as "just sci-fi" by many of my peers and by my professor, and ended up getting hardly any sleep... but after I was finally done with my long day of classes, I sat down and colored myself a picture. I quite like it.

There is nothing like work that I must do to make sure that I do work that does not need to be done. I have a new coloring of an old drawing of Shiori from Kanon in the gallery.

For some reason, lately, I just haven't been having any thoughts that I felt were worth blogging. Maybe that's just because I've been spending my free time reading One Piece so I don't want to take the time to blog. Maybe it's because I've had the obnoxiously long-lived remnants of a cold hanging over me. Maybe it's because I went back to school. I don't know.

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