A Touching Moment (#924)
04.22.09
Sometimes I speak to myself through my characters.
I am fueled by two things: love and spite. If I feel like I have the loving support of my friends and family, it can do a lot to get me out of bed every morning. For lack of that, I need an enemy who I am "showing up" by virtue of doing my job - someone specific I can outshine, or at least prove wrong by succeeding where they say I can't.
I wish I had a coach to rally me every time I hit a rut to scream stuff at me like "ARE YOU GONNA GIVE UP? WHY NOT JUST GO HOME TO SUCK-VILLE!". Then I'd be able to periodically hit the metaphorical field with a renewed vigor instead of trudging ever-slower through life like a gradually unwinding automaton. Support like that is both love AND spite!