Comics. For me, the word conjured images of Stewart Lee, Jerry Seinfeld, Sarah Silverman. People who can write comically like Graham Linehan, Armando Iannucci, Boris Johnson. Reading - never mind writing - comics was never a thing. Comics never, ever factored in my life in any way, shape or form until 2012. I remain the very definition of late to the party. Suddenly stumbling towards 40 and engaging with a medium I'd never considered as capturing my limited - oh look! a squirrel! - attention.
So when my partner, Matt Rooke said, "I can draw, you can (kinda) write, why don't we do a comic about Orangutans?" Woah?! Rewind... Orangutans? Ireland's full of wild, ginger-haired people but writing a comic story starring Orangutans... Isn't that a bit a stretch for a rural lass from a Cavan backwater to pull off?
Correct. Perfect assessment of the situation I'd say.
So I went ahead and did it anyway. And watching Matt Rooke bring it to life makes me very happy I did. I never dreamed we'd get to Episode 4. Now, as we resolve the first arc of the story, the world of Apes is opening up, and I can't see it ending anytime soon.
Fingers and toes* crossed.
*PS When you have hands for feet this is very easy to do.