New page of The Hunter tomorrow. Did some math in my head today. if it take me about two days to do a kind of sloppy page that equals about 150 pages a year or five issues at the comic length that I like for floppys. And that is an ideal number that doesn’t figure in other projects or well life. and certainly not my life.

Continuing the math: The Hunter has already started to grow in my head, Witch House is three separate books, Amnesiac is easily that long, and I can count five other stories that i have extensive notes and drawings on. If i did this full time, for the rest of my life, i’m not sure i could get this all down on paper. Just remembered another i have. shit.

This doesnt take into account new ideas which I am beset with daily. And I don’t want to let them go, these are people, some of them are in trouble, and they want their stories told or at least resolved in my head. Who am I to say no. It feels a lot like when I was 19 and I fell in love with any pretty girl who smiled at me. She’s pretty! She likes me! I have to love her!

…that got me in alot of trouble.