Sometimes writing is like having an enormous lake in your head, and you want to get it out of your head and into a proper place for a lake so other people can come and go swimming and ride jet skis and stuff, except all you have to move the lake is a teaspoon. So you’re just sitting there frantically flinging water out of the lake with your teaspoon and telling people, “Guys, this lake is going to be so cool when it’s done,” but it will never be done. There is so much lake.
I didn’t really expect this to be relatable, but if you wanna reblog, go wild.
I can’t help but get a serious “Hollywood adaptation” vibe from the new samurai jack trailer.
It used to be a series of non sequential tales of his journey to defeat Aku… adding a heavy story plot to it seems sacrilegious.