I'm throwing more color into the scene for this one. Page turns out a bit cluttered, but we were cramming. I'm also trying to bore the twixters and action comic fans out with extensive dialogue and narration.
Clinton Robert Labombard
[2006 April 26]
Cluttered or not, I thought this was one of the better pages so far. I love the critter characters you used in the last frame and I love the way you patterned Iggy's shirt. PJ's scene in front of the television also turned out good (despite your arguments about your linework in that one). I still wish you would clean up the frame boxes, though. You always leave such ragged corners.
[Transcript] - I've always got at least two thought trains going on in my head at once...
I shouldn't be this anxious...
I ask myself again who I must be kidding... it's the same thing over again... I start getting interested...
Iggy opens the living room door...
I make yet another pile of crap that I hope will have the right 'gimmick', something that invites the audience. Then after the inevitable failure, I quit again.
Maybe it's the fact that she's the one who asked, not me. Or maybe it's because I'm used to the word 'no'. Maybe it's the idea of change. This whole thing sucks. It's got me thinking more about it than necessary. I gotta put it out of my mind.
Nowadays I'm too old for the target audience. They're pretty big on that 'street cred' bullshit. ...a bunch of fucking mallrats with guns. Oh, and speak of the devil...
Iggy looks into the living room and yells at PJ, "HEY!!! PJ!!"
"Yeah."
"Get to bed! You've got tomorrow's session of state-sponsored indoctrination!"
Later Iggy is doodling on his drawing board... "I couldn't sleep myself, so I decided to play around a little more with the hobby... more on the idea of heroines... write about what you know...
Three midget anime characters stare out at him... "We get to show feelings and you don't!"
"We have lots of fun watching you anguish over your inability to pander to our heightened sensitivities!"
"NYA!!"
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