Okay, so I just put the wraps on my final issue. You have no idea how this feels for me. Ecstatic is mild. As I keep having firsts (good review, printed comic, great artist, etc.) I get extremely emotional about the whole thing.
Listen, I haven't finished anything of this scale ever. Short stories, yes. A novel at eighteen, yes. Some little things here and there. YES. This is the first, and I'm proud of it.
Even though I need to edit and write some more prose pieces here and there, this thing is wrapped!!!
Even though I need to design some pages and letter some more pages, I have written something.
Now I have some more ideas I need to work on. Smaller ideas. Much smaller.