Deep in the throes of unrequited love again... alas. You see, my own personal muse is the God of Useless Inspiration, and it always goes like this:
"And lo, the God of Useless Inspiration smote me upon my forehead, and yea, I was sore afraid; but it is not in him to comfort, or to soothe. For my god is a jealous god, of ominous mien, and he spake thus unto me: 'DO THIS, GODDAMMIT.'"
And I've got no choice. It doesn't matter what deadlines are looming, it doesn't matter what I was working on... once an idea takes hold of my frontal lobes, I have to exorcise it by creating it, or failing so miserably that the idea slinks off in disgust. So despite the fact that I have eight pages of original manga due by the end of the month, right now all I can think about is Ramsus... argh. Woe.
Of course, the last time the God of Useless Inspiration cracked me upside the head, I produced Star Ocean 2: Blowing My Mind. So it's... uh... generally worth the hassle.
I can't really blame Him for Go Wyverns, though. That was his twin brother, the God of Blowing Something WAY The Hell Out Of Proportion...
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The God of Blowing Something WAY The Hell Out Of Proportion? Somehow I can see that... and I also see why you don't bother to name him all that often. Heh.
Posted by Nathan @ 09/11/2001 10:32 AM EST
