Currently on the work desk 43: Wormwood #8

I don't know if this makes me eccentric.

I never write on computer. It doesn't feel natural. The ideas never flow. Everything is brainstorming on paper, right up to the dialogue. Only when the pages are completely finished art wise, do I clean up and type up a script to give to a letterer so they can make sense of my rantings. This here is my notes and rough guts for Wormwood: Gentleman Corpse #8.

Lots of blowjobs and wanking this issue.

I figure if I'm labeled "for mature readers" without actually bothering to swear much at all in the book, I should make it worth it in other ways.