I guess, in the end, I feel like I just get my ideas out closer to how I imagine them when I’m writing, rather than drawing.

I love drawing.  I love writing, but I also love drawing.  I know I have a long way to go in both aspects.

But when I write, even though I know I’m far from perfect, I still feel like I’m at least scratching the surface of what I’m trying to express.  It’s far less so with my drawings, where I’m constantly dissatisfied.  Nothing I draw, no stylistic elements I adopt, seem to match how I envision things.