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Have you ever had a character hijack your script? I did last night.. with help fomr a Kender.

Something happened…

Last night something I could not foresee or predict happened. One of the characters, Cera started writing her own dialogue. It was like experiencing it or finding it where it was left to be discovered. All of my characters talk smack, but last night Cera took over the second to last page. She changed how I drew it, she changed what she said from the script. She decided to…

Authenticity to ones self. This week reminded me, my path is my own, and I need to be true to it.

What happened?

Busy week, and it’s my opinion I need to speak a short bit about a few things. Super Hero Speak broke a story Friday, and I am getting questions from Fans and peers. As of Friday I am no longer the lead artist on Inheritance, and Outpouring comics is no longer my publisher. One had absolutely nothing to do with the other actually, but coincidentally landed in the same week.

In…

So driving along today, and NPR was talking about the Orlando Club shooting. I thought for a moment about changing it. I was not sure if my kids could comprehend it with perspective, but I got surprised.

First what happened at the Orlando Club Shooting was absolutely awful and a disgrace to humanity. The internet is filled with grief, disbelief, politicking and rage on the subject. I do not need to fill any more in on the those subjects. Today I am exploring what I sent through as a father when My children and I heard  NPR talking about the Orlando Club shooting. I thought for a moment about…

Friendly Gates and Bushido

Gate is another late comer to the Damage Inc Party. Inspired in part by my buddy Mike. I can not talk about Mike without talking about my stay at the hospital. Mike was among the members of Damage who got Maricar to the hospital despite the challenges, opened up his home to me and helped keep me sane. If it was dropping off a frigging brand new (all be it booby pink ) DS to keep my brain moving…

I have a close friend I call Kender. It is not his real name, he was fitted with it because it is more about who he is to me. I am really bad with names. Epically so actually, and I could not remember his name for the life of me when we met. What I remembered was meeting a guy who had a bounce to his cadence that made me laugh. I remembered a guy not afraid to hit the red button just to see what…