Honestly, yeah, sometimes.
I'm about to take a weight out of my chest, excuses in advance!
I can't draw for my life. It's not that I can't practice, but it's not for me. I have no patience for it, I get bored really easy drawing. I love to write though. Since I was like 12 and started US comic books, it was the writer's names I'd feel myself gravitate towards.
I suffered a great deal of frustration and sadness on many many scripts I wrote for friends who seemed excited but in the end left me hanging. I can't really blame them, it was just more important to me than for them. It was really important to me though. It really hurt me. Even my Tapas series is one of those ''cancelled projects''. We're just now finishing to post our original run, before we came back at it last year.
I was born and live in Brazil. I feel unlucky sometimes. It's excuses, in a way, but in others I feel it's not. My dream is to write for DC Comics, so I guess I have to move to the US, first thing, and I'd hoped to have some stories, a portfolio by now. I've been stuck in a college degree I hate doing, honestly, and it's now for the longest time, so well, I have to deal with this first, I guess.
So yeah, I spent some like 2 years looking at blank pages. I still feel it sometimes. I'd have mini panic attacks thinking about writing comics as all my projects crumble. I felt stuck, college is the worst here, nothing moved. Again, still feeling it sometimes.
But at the same time...
I love comics more than anything I have ever known.
I love it to death.
It's what I always wanted to do. Since I was 8, reading Saint Seyia and thinking ''YO IMMA BECOME A MANGA ARTIST''. I've been in love with comics since before I learned how to freaking read and my parents would read it for me.
So what am I to do? You do what you got to do.