Scott McCloud keeps linking here (hey Scott!) so I guess I should write something that could be of interest to his audience. Problem is, the stuff I’m doing at work, which is why 99% of you coming from Scott’s site might maybe possibly be slightly interested in me, can’t be talked about yet — and not for any reasons that you might suspect, and what I am actually working on isn’t what you probably think it is, anyway. And I’m not even hyping in the previous, withholding info to try to make myself sound more interesting than I am, but I understand how it might seem so. And et cetera.
I have been thinking about webcomics, though. I’ve been thinking about how less interesting to me the field is now than it was when I started working in it, almost ten years ago. This is not to say that the webcomics themselves are less interesting: far from it. Generally, there are far more great webcomics — and the great ones have raised their game to a far higher level — than was the case ten years ago. No question. When it comes to quality, availability, usability, and awesomeness, webcomics today, the actual webcomics, are much better than they were ten years ago.
But when it comes to the field as a whole, the excitement I used to feel about webcomics-as-a-movement? Eh. I dunno. Things have started to settle down. I don’t see the crazy innovative risk-taking, the sense that anything might happen, and would happen, and if you blinked you might miss it. That feeling that we could go strange new places with this medium, and invent unthinkable new things, just isn’t there. Webcomics have become solid, professional, well-written, beautifully drawn, and, um, well, normal.
That’s what we wanted. Right?
Then why do I find it so hard to remember to read them with any regularity these days?
Never mind. I’m sure it’s just me.