You’re Not Meant to Do What You Love
Brianna Wiest

I’ve honestly always thought so, and that’s probably why, as a child, I couldn’t conceive myself but growing up be an artist, probably starving, and very unfit to partake to society as I’d probably be barely capable to do anything that “normal people” do with such ease. I’m not so happy to say that my 7 year-old self was quite right about their future, as I indeed grew up to be an artist, but am still a social misfit.

There’s a reason why publishers and agents exist, but the business models of yesterday are crashing down, and it’s not so easy to navigate the seas of change on the interwebs. I also guess there’s a reason why so many people “almost have it.” Talent in a skill, whatever that might be, is often not enough, when it doesn’t have the other skills it requires to sustain or rocket itself up. And when we can’t seem to find that special someone who can complete us, or when distrust keeps us from teaming up for real… No, really, I’d love to do what I’m good for, which is also what I love to do: making comics, writing, drawing… But I’d love it more if people were more willing to acknowledge that they need art in their lives to be happy and were more ready to pay for it.