Someone asked me if I was going to get back into doing some extreme, social-issue related horror, which was something I did a lot of when I first started writing comics. I tackled poverty, abortion, corporate greed, child abuse, gang culture, you name it. Well, now I’m going back to some of those stories, an [...keep reading...]

Been waiting to make this announcement for a while, and I’m as excited about it today as I was when my wife suggested a few months ago that I do something with Chance Meeting, the short story of mine that was turned into a rather sub-par TV pilot back in 2003, and released in North [...keep reading...]

Back in the late 1980s I wrote a short story that eventually became the leadoff story for my first comic book, Cry for Dawn. The story revolved around a janitor at an abortion clinic, who’s so destitute that he supplements his diet with organic material scrounged from the clinic. And no, I’m not talking about [...keep reading...]

Well, Friday night it will be, and as usual, Pam and I are in the usual spot—rushing around to get everything done. We’ve had the bi-monthly party a couple of times now, and it always seems both of us get slammed with work just when prep time for the gathering is critical. Tonight? No different. [...keep reading...]

I’m no disability rights activist. I’m not the guy you’re going to see on a news show waving my fist and raging about how, just because I can’t see, I shouldn’t be prevented from driving a bus or something ridiculous like that. I’m blind. I know that means there’s stuff I can do, some stuff [...keep reading...]

That was the decision I made yesterday, because basically, it’s been so damned busy lately, my first decent chunk of free time was either going to be spent here at home catching up on non-work things, or going out fishing with Billy and Tom. As you can see by the pic, think I made the [...keep reading...]

Well, not a game I’d classify as one of the greatest ever played, but sure wasn’t unhappy with the outcome. Had a great time over at my parents’ place, eating too much, hanging out with the Dalys, trying not to gnaw my nails off entirely watching Big Blue absolutely dominate that first half…and yet still [...keep reading...]