No thanks to the book I'm working on right now, I find myself waking up everyday feeling like a love sick puppy. Here is a quickie poem scribbled next to a quickie ball-pen sketch. Just felt like sharing this page from my scribble-pad
A story teller who had been stretched thin between his two love interests, words and art, for long enough till he eventually figured out a way to get them to co-exist. A comic-creator who is now taking slow steps towards becoming a full-on graphic novelist. An earthling who is so lost in that fuzzy band between dream and reality that speculative fiction has become his only mode of communication
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