I sit here, battered and bloody. My eyes, bloodshot and crying out for relief. Newscast #41 sits at my side, written and drawn, but not re-traced or colored. It's 3:14 a.m. Phoenix time and I have to wake up at 8:00 so I can be ready to be at work by 11:00. Once I get home (around 10:00 p.m.) I can come back and kick out the last bit before I struggle back into bed and try to think about Tuesdays issue.
After my little escapade with this issue, I wonder a few things:
#1. Is it really worth it to keep going?
#2. Am I really creative enough to try?
#3. Have I confirmed my worst fears (namely, I can't write and draw as well as I've been told)?
Halloween is only a few days away. Hope my costume makes it here from Florida.
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