I was out the other night, and something possessed me to draw this strange fella. It seemed as though there was some sort of story behind this scene. In fact, it came out something like a storyboard. The funny thin is (and I've been thinking about this quite a bit) is that my two creative sides rarely meet. I like to write, and I like to draw/paint...but I've never wanted to do comics and I've never really thought of illustrating my work. In fact, other than the covers I did for my two novels, I've rarely ever tried to put down in ink and a line what any of my characters looked like. The jury is still out on whether that's a good or bad thing.
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