Well, I finally did it.
I wrote a story.
A 24-page comic book script.
Something I haven't done for a very long time. I sent the script to Mark and Gerry. Taps already gave his comments. Gerry just emailed and said that one scene in the story is all too similar to his story, which is why I sent it too him-- to check if I did rip him off. So, I now have to find a different way to end it. But that's okay. I wrote it and finished it and that's all that matters to me.
I guess that's the best birthday gift I can give to myself. I turn 30 this Saturday and last year I had hopes that by this time I would have already published a full-color graphic novel. Well, I've got a 24-page script. It's a start.
Maybe next year.