So this is it. Today this blog is officially one year old. Time to see what I've accomplished. Time to see where I'm headed.
…Time to do an insufferably cute drawing … and explain it.
What I've accomplishedWhen I started, I of course had zero readers. And it stayed that way for a month and a half. But soon, reality caught up with me, and I had to abandon many of my plans for this blog. Ironically, it was then when it took off.
Jane's Debut. Of course, between the time I wrote that and the time I posted it, my "loyal" readership had increased from 5 to 20. Right now, probably 200 people visit this blog recurrently.
I showed my characters, I put them into absurd situations. I earned their
I made my readers lives a little richer. And despite failing to make a buck with it, I'm a richer man for it.
Where we're goingObviously, the first step is to close what I've started. I need to get my avatar out of the snow (which is still progress considering where
…as soon as real life stops getting in the way.
About the drawingWhen I wrote
It’s important to have traditionsback in June, I pretty much locked myself into having to do something to celebrate the Blog's anniversary. It took me a while to decide just what I would do when these anniversaries came, when it dawned to me that the perfect way would be to show a character ageing with the blog.
Having decided what I wanted to do left me another problem: I still hadn't drawn child characters by then. Of course, right now I could've just copied the last one I drew, but the fact that I'd have to draw her again, older, every year, made me go for a character I already had in existence.
The character shown is called Sally Whiskerson. I created her in 2006 with the purpose of (ironically) having a secondary character I could watch grow up as I wrote Jane's story. Her first appearance in Jane's story is when she's the human equivalent of 7 years old, so I had the challenge of drawing her here younger than I'd ever seen her in my mind's eye.
Mice in the real world age very, very quickly; they die of old age before their second birthday. For Jane's story, I'm having mice age at the equivalent of four human years for each in-story year. Thus, showing Sally, at the age of 1 means drawing a four-year-old girl.
The result is still insufferably cute. Could it be any cuter? Actually yes: I had concieved her squueezing her doll and looking down to avert the camera's gaze – but that would make it harder to compare this drawing to whatever I draw next year.