Last night I had a dream where I was getting the everloving crap kicked out of me by a whole bunch of dudes. Imagine somewhere between Scott Pilgrim and the Old Boy hammer scene. The weird thing was, it wasn't a nightmare. I was taking it. It didn't even hurt. I definitely wasn't winning, but I was absolutely fighting back with everything I had. It felt amazing. I remember roaring.
When I woke up, it was an inception moment. I finally remembered what The Elves of Iax was about.
These past five months with The Indies have given me something I never had before with The Elves. The Indies is a story about five artists battling with burnout. With the Elves, I couldn't confidently finish a sentence that started with "It a story about." It would always go something like this:
"It's a story about a guy with a snake hand who heals people and has friends who all do... stuff... No wait... it's about a bunch of dudes who find a dude in the woods and... Wait. It's about a world where people turn into mythological beings... but um... also one side has sorcery and the other has spirit magic and they're like... opposed... to each other..."
Py was a self insert, then he wasn't anymore. Then I stopped being interested in him, and more interested in the world. Then I got too locked into writing Py's story even though I didn't really care about it anymore. Then I just quit. I've been disconnected from the story ever since.
See how I came up with The Indies?
My dream last night reminded me what Py is, why he's important to me. He's a small guy who can't be broken. He's not big, strong, tough. He's not Batman or Link. He's a punching bag who never wins, but never quits. He's not doing it for love. He's not doing it for glory. He does it because its the one thing he's best at.
The Elves of Iax isn't exactly "The story of a small guy who never wins, but never quits," but its something to work with. It certainly summarizes Py's story. And that's a start.
I feel like I'm on the right track again. I started sketching a bit today - didn't have too much time with work. Also, another funny thing happened, a little sign that there's light at the end of the tunnel.
11 of 12, baby. I'm almost there.