Drawing Comic Strips Novels & Stories

I sat at my desk, opened my sketchbook, and picked up a pen. At first, my hand trembled. But then I began to draw. Quiet strokes. Gentle lines. A new character formed—bright-eyed, resilient, stronger than she looked. My phone buzzed with notifications. I unlocked it. Messages, comments. Fans. “This is my favorite comic this year!” “When is the hardcover coming out?” “Thank you for your stories. They make me feel seen.” Tears pricked my eyes. I whispered to myself, “I can do this. I will do this.”

I would wait till the end. It has been weeks since I have drawn someone's cartoon. Perhaps I only do it when I am sad and happy at the same time. This time, I want to draw a cartoon for Remo. The name alone brings calmness to me. I start from his head and then his round eyes.

Sinclair, the visual teacher, approached me. I felt shy at her comment and wondered if she was telling the truth or just being kind to me. I settled for the last thought. She led me towards the picture booth. "I'll do good, Ms. Sinclair," I said after she walked off, right after showing me the picture booth box. She nodded, and I slapped my head, wishing I'd said nothing. I haven't been here for five minutes, and I'm already showing my weirdness. I cursed myself. Shortly, couples were popping up, and the party began. Some came to take pictures. Since the school couldn't afford a better picture booth machine. I had to be the one to collect the cash they had to pay before taking a picture.

Think damn fast. "Oh that," said Silas with a chuckle. "You have to pardon me, Valeria. Dimitri and I talk like this all the time, so it is a tough habit to break. The men I was referring to are my comic book characters. I was up all night making some new sketches for my new comic. I was simply bursting with ideas, you know, so that's why I want to get back to them now that the images are still fresh in my mind." "Oh." Valeria nodded slowly and seemed positively awed by him. "It must be great, being so creative." She laughed. "You even speak of your characters as if they were real people."

Lucas punched the air with both fists and Chloe told him he looked unhinged. Dom’s was two blocks down, booths in red vinyl, paper tablecloths with a cup of crayons in the middle. Chloe started a comic strip about a detective who was secretly a cat and narrated the frames to Lucas while she drew. Lucas inhaled half a slice of pepperoni before I made him slow down. Across from me, Harrison had not touched his food. He was watching Lucas chew. Under the table, I put my hand on his thigh. I didn’t say anything.

"But a small one. I started drawing recently. I don't make much money." "Still that's great!" I almost squeal in excitement. "Woah! You know what, I'm a comic lover. You are awesome! Tell me the names of the comics you've drawn. Let me see if I've read any." He lets out a cute giggle. "There's no chance you've read any." "Is this one ongoing?" I ask, looking at the cartoon girl on the tab. "What's it's name?" I couldn't control my excitement and curiosity anymore.

‘For the sake of your safety’, as he liked to say. To avoid getting into trouble, Lucy tried to stay in as much as possible, but she knew she had to find something to do to keep herself from going crazy. Lucy opened her laptop and connected her tablet to it. She decided to revisit her old hobby—drawing fan art and comics. Although that was her plan, she did not know what to draw. She sighed. She could not just start a new comic. It was too much work. She would have to decide the plot and then the script. There was even the storyboarding element. She may be bored, but she did not want to force herself into doing something so demanding.

Brand new. I whispered a heartfelt thank you and he gave a little nod before turning away robotically. Weird man. I got back in and just as carefully; closed the door and made my way back to the couch. I opened the tablet and almost screamed at the quality. Taking deep breaths I started it up and immediately began working on the sketches of the newest characters that were going to be a part of the comic. I bit down on my bottom lip as I brought all my imagination to life. It was a bit extra and intentional with the designs as I moved my pencil against the screen effortlessly. My brows were knotted together as I placed all attention on my creations.