I have completely finished storyboarding the project but actual sketching of panels is proving consistently baffling. The option of stylizing my own sketches in Photoshop has been shown to me - a neat little trick where I can create more depth, add color, or alter my sketches in Photoshop. I look forward to exploring this venue further as more of my sketches are completed.
I have, however, found a sonnet of which I'm fond that I think I will use (properly cited, of course) for the last page of my novel. It's a sonnet by John Keats which explores his fears (and more universally, any artist's fears) of dying before reaching his own artistic potential. While I have always harbored a crush for Keats and his work I never really until I re-stumbled upon his sonnet "When I Have Fears that I May Cease to Be" that I realized I had, in part, modeled my protagonist after him.
(Photo Credit: Phil Sellens)
Simon, my protagonist, has a driving need to finish his novel before the end of the world, more personally his own world. Keats lived a life sprinkled by tragedy and by the time this sonnet was written knew that his own short life was coming to its end. Keats died at the age of 25 of the very disease that ravaged his mother and his brother. What has always fascinated me about Keats (and this hinges and is limited to, I understand, of my own interpretation of his poetry) was his hope, his sentimentality, his grounded-ness. I am moved throughout his poetry by the tenderness of his spirit, by the wonder through which he approaches life. Keats loved living, despite his fears and perhaps because of them. Keats cherished, revled in simple everyday beauty.
Simon, my novel's main character, is not yet able to appreciate the world as it is. By the end of the story we find Simon transformed, still afraid but hopeful. We find a little bit of Keats in him.
I realize that that is the story I wanted to tell all along. I thought I wanted to write something about the basic goodness in life, but really I just wanted to write about one man's struggle to see that. About my own struggle to see that.


