I think I’ll post these M-W-F until I get tired of them.
– Shamus, Monday Sep 11, 2006
Man, another reminder that he didn’t intend this to be a completed project. It’s funny, I think. DM of The Rings has been in existence for so long that it just is for me.
I remember it being written, in part, but mostly it just seems innate and inevitable.
Many of you came to read this blog back when it first began, but I didn’t read DM of The Rings until I was easily 15 to 16. My best friend at the time and I stayed up until three in the morning two days in a row, binge-reading it together over Skype. He would read a page, then I would. I remember times when the comic wouldn’t have existed, like being five or six years old, but in my head, it did even then.
It’s kind of like how I thought of the GameCube as an ‘old’ console by the time I got my grubby hands on one. The GameCube came out three years after I was born. To the adults in my life, it was brand new by the time I was playing it, three years after its release. Three years is huge to a child. That shit seemed antique. Man, the last three years though? Uhh…yeah, no. It feels like 2019 still to me. Jeez, what are my kids gonna take for granted…
I guess it’s just amazing to me that something so perfectly ‘there’ in my life was the result of a bored afternoon or a blink-and-you-miss-it-idea. Talk about perspective.
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