Thursday, January 7, 2010
Beanie's Folly, pages 18, 19 and 20
Now that the tumult of the holidays is behind us, and I've concluded my campaign of writing anonymous letters of scathing criticism to various cartoonists in Brooklyn, I can get back to what matters: meticulously executed genre fiction that no one will ever read. I'm half-way done penciling this book, now, so surely I'll have it done before the computer on which I'm typing this is even more laughably obsolete. Cheers!