Something Inhuman
The picture coinciding with the audio post below.
An Exercise In Fomenting Obfuscation, & Contradicting Certainty. There Shall Be No Arrogance But My Own!
It's done.
The comic is finished. Above is the *almost* final version of the cover (I'm holding off on uploading the final versions of the pages to my photo site).
And the audition went smashingly. It was for a children's cartoon, being produced by three local Indian men, and being animated in India, and it looks like I'll be doing 8-10 of the voices, out of about thirteen characters.
The Snob is most pleased.
Well folks... It's over...
It's 10:38 pm, and I have been awake for almost 36 hours.
The wall in the photo is One of Four coated in funnies.
The G-Unit is so fantastically supportive. She loves the comic so much that she intends to pay to publish it.
I'm exhausted, and feel so Fucking Good.
19 1/2 hours into the 24 Hour Comic Challenge...
I begin to wonder if maybe those noises I'm hearing aren't actually there.
More than 15 hours into it...
The picture is one of the walls with the scripted, roughed pages taped to it.
Now, I am litening to Sympathy For the Devil & Fucking Well Eating Something.
This is going well... It feels good... But it isn't near fast enough...
I refuse to fail...

A piece of family history, to assist in my own, personal mythology
It is late Friday night.
I'm preparing to spend Saturday through Sunday working on the 24 Hour Comics Challenge.
I'm also going to be posting words and pictures here, documenting the insanity.
I need to sleep. But it is not yet time.