This whole comic strip thing has blossomed into something that I’m not sure what to do with.
Every so often, see, I take up a new project and poke away at it until I lose interest. Usually the lack of interest (mine) stems from a complex equation that I’m unable to balance, an equation whose variables include EFFORT, INTEREST (OTHER PEOPLE), and the LIFESPAN of the idea itself.
This is Pi Day started as little more than yet another quick scribble of comic effort I figured would amount to little or nothing, a few hours of effort about ten months ago… but right now the variables of it’s success are are sitting somewhere like this:
EFFORT = modest but manageable
INTEREST (OTHER PEOPLE) = moderate and growing each day
LIFESPAN = dad stories are a deep, deep well
How that calculates out for me means that I’m starting to look at this as something that might span multiple years and (while not explode into an overwhelming success) be tougher than many things I do to just let dwindle to nothing and die. So I’m not. But…