I just got “finished” with QRD #51. Interviews with indie comic creators this time out. I hope you dig it.
I got a big portion done towards the quarterly paperwork, so that’s a big plus. Still have to send invoices to the distros & figure out royalties for the artists.
I need to stop thinking about how much work I have to get done & just sit down & get it done & stop complaining.
Last Night’s Dreams:
James Gleason (old character actor) is working as a photographer staging hoaxes & I have lost all my credentials as a real reporter & am working on stories to make his photos more credible to sell to conspiracy rags.
I’m hiding from zombies sleeping in a car in the middle of the day. It’s cold & if I freeze to death I guess I’m a winner.
After the apocalypse we live underground. I live in a space the size of a casket. But there are parts of the underground glowing with beauty where the aristocracy stay. I try to go into the aristocracy’s realm of beauty in search of a private bathroom, but instead find an olympic size swimming pool glowing like it’s filled with plutonium.