Issue 87- "Comeback Fever?"

Words, Pics/Inks: Heath P. Lail

Click-clack. Stomp stomp. Flick!

Hello. I just opened the doors and cut the lights back on...perhaps for just one more time. I've missed you all. I have kept myself busy since my last post, but I returned for a purpose, so lemme get down to business.

I am going to pursue my dream. The dream that I have held since I was nine. The dream that I could love more than Psychology. I am going to pursue being a comic book writer, and I'm going to put my heart and soul into it. I have been speaking to Steve Bissette, former artist on Swamp Thing, for the last few months, and he has supported me in my endeavor. He told me to write, write, write....and I shall. There is a small comic company in Memphis that I am going to petition for a job as writer. If I get paid(if I get hired), good. If not, still good, because my name will get out among the crowd and maybe someone will notice me. I am going to Arkansas in November to meet Mr. Bissette if all goes well with my school schedule because he has an art exhibit opening at Henderson State University. I hope to learn from him, and perhaps make a few solid artist connections while there...I am praying that this will succeed because once I get back from Ark., I'm gonna throw a huge amount of effort behind breaking in to the industry. Wish me luck.

Stomp Stomp. Over here in the dark corner is my message board. Nothing here except Sam's message of goodbye. This is why I returned. To post my message to her, something a wise man told me once.

All I can say to you is this, Samantha..."I'm here, I still love you, the door is forever open, I am happy to talk to you if you ever decide to talk to me."

As that wise man then said, "The ball is now in her court."

I apologize for upsetting you with the book Samantha, I just wanted to give it to you as a sign of an amicable split. I did not want you to think there was bad blood on my end.

I say again..."I'm here, I still love you, the door is forever open, I am happy to talk to you if you ever decide to talk to me."

Stomp stomp. Click-clack. Flick!