And not in that vague way that anyone who has ever done a pencil sketch wants someone to say "hey, that's cool, lemme put it in a book"...
I want to have my series, at least one of them, out there, with my name on 'em.
I want something people can remember me by.
Hell yeah, I want the tiny and almost frighteningly dedicated fanbase.
Hell yeah, I want the late hours, the lousy pay, and that wonderful feeling you get when you mention your work to someone and they go "never heard of it".
Hell yeah, I wanna be reamed by a publishing company who just wants to sell as much crap as they can wring outta me.
God help me, but I do.
And there might be a way.
Ever heard of Manga EX? It's a compilation, around 95 pages or so, released every two months, featuring work by amateur manga/comic artists. Now, I know I'm not exactly well-known for my self-esteem, particularly when it comes to my artwork... But I've seen three issues of Manga EX. And I can do better. Hell, given the chance, I can wipe the floor with some of these people.
And I want to do it.
My biggest problem is the PG/PG-13 rating limit. SA, and CG3 definitely cross that line, and T-893, Junior Year (need new title), and LC might, which is a shame because they're probably some of the best stuff I've turned out. My only options, really, are my "kiddie" comics:
Wings of Fallen Angels
Time Warp (must... rename...)
Paperclips, Portals to Hell, and Other Tales of High School
Right now, I'm leaning toward HBH. Here's the rough script for the first couple of pages:
Wade Hampton graduates today. He'll step off the plane and be greeted by family and friends. There will be banners and maybe a cake. He will be hugged and congratulated as he goes to the car to head home for one last summer in his hometown before heading off to a prestigious college on a full scholarship.
Or at least, that's how it was supposed to be...
Principal: "Mr. Hampton... I'm afraid with your sons grades as they are, there's no way he can possibly pass this year... Yes, I know... We've sent letters home for weeks but we've had no reply... What? But we send them each week... Something may have interfered with the mail delivery -" *looks up, seeing Wade bringing in the mail* "Yes... I think there might be a glitch in the system. My sincerest apologies, Mr. Hampton, but the situation remains unchanged. He will not pass. I'm afraid we cannot accept him again with his record... You don't know about that, either?" *looks out the window, Wade is walking near other students, no one is too friendly* "He's been in three fights this past semester. Again, we sent letters home, Mr. Hampton. We tried calling, but there was never an answer, or even a machine... Yes, we were surprised when you called, Mr. Hampton... The number is different from the one in our files - is this your normal line? I see... Mr. Hampton, I believe it would be best to arrange a meeting sometime next week. Yes, Thursday will be fine. Two o'clock, I'll send someone to meet you at the airport. Thank you."
Principal: "Mr. Hampton... Your sons teachers are worried about his behavior. He does not complete work, if he does it at all. In class, he is inattentive and distant, and it would appear that he does not get on well with the other boys. He has been cited three times for fighting; but each time the other student instigated the argument and he seemed to put up very little resistance. His behavior is completely changed from when he applied to this school. Is there anything that has happened in the past year...?"
Mr. Hampton: "No."
Principal: *looking at Wade's profile, sees that his mother passed away, but says nothing* "I see... Normally I would suggest counseling, Mr. Hampton, but-"
Mr. Hampton: "He doesn't need counseling. He needs some work ethic, is all. He needs stricter supervision."
Principal: "I thought you might say that. However, I seriously doubt a reform school would be beneficial for your son. There is one other alternative I would like to discuss with you..."
So I'm here. Haruto Bay High School. It's a boarding school, the principal said. I wasn't listening too well. Looks like every other place I've been. Bunch of guys running around, a bunch of teachers, and... girls too? That's weird. A co-ed boarding school...
Aide: "and this will be your room. There's three other guys in here, but I think they're at CS now. They should be back in an hour or so, then you'll get to meet them. There's a phone on the desk, but it only makes calls to the rest of the boys' dormitories - if you wanna call a girlfriend or something, you gotta go out into the lobby. Calling outside the school means you gotta go to the office. You need anything?"
Wade: *shakes his head*
Aide: "Uh, okay. Dinner's in the main dining hall at seven. Bathrooms are right down the hall, but you've got a toilet and sink in here. See ya later, I guess..." *walks out, looking a little unnerved by Wade's silence*
So this is my new home. I guess I can deal with that. I got beat up a lot at my last school. The teachers didn't catch me too often. When they showed up, I used to try to make it look like I was fighting back. But I never tried to win. It didn't matter. Nothing really matters anymore.
*wade lying on his bed, closes his eyes*
TC: "He awake yet?"
Baden: "At least he don't snore."
Angelo: "Wonder what his story is."
Wade: *opens his eyes to see the three leaning over him*
TC: "Mornin', sunshine." ^.^
Baden: *pushes TC out of the way* shaddup, ya fruit, you'll scare him.
TC: *sticks his tongue out at Baden and sits on his bed, the one next to Wades*
Angelo: "Hey kid. Whaddya in for?"
Wade: *simply stares at him*
Angelo: *all three look a litter nervous* "What, ya don't talk? C'mon. Whad'ya do? You don't get sent here for just starin' at people."
TC: "I did..."
Angelo: "You're special." *looks at Wade* "Ya don't look dangerous... What's your story?"
Wade: "What does it matter? I'm here."
Baden: "I get it... you're one of those goth kids... the ones who hate everything and don't talk, and want everyone to die, right?"
*all get a mental image of Wade all gothed up* *sweatdrops all around*
Wade: "No... I don't want anyone else to die."
Baden: e.O "Okay. Well, uh. I'm Baden Clemson. That's Angelo Boros, and that's TC Jester."
TC: "Hi!" ^_^
Angelo: "Look, it's almost time for dinner... if ya want, we can show ya around. Y'know, introduce you and stuff."
Wade: "Thanks. But I'm not hungry."
Angelo: "Uh... k... but there's nothing else to eat if you don't go..."
Wade: "Doesn't matter."
Baden: " 'k, dude. Your choice..." *they leave*
I guess I won't get beaten up too much after all.
*ponders some more*
I've got character sketches for most of the main characters. They're a loony, crazy bunch. Loads of fun.