Work has been gruelling lately, with literally no spare minute to breathe. Consequently, work on “Isle Of Blood” is not going as it should be. The self-doubt monster gnaws, but still I persevere. It’s what Challenger Clifton Storm would do.

Anyway, it’s about perseverance that I write today. I have always, always wanted to have a creative work in the public, whether it be art, music… or a piece of writing. I get encouragement all the time from friends and family… but have never seriously made the attempt at the creation of a public piece of work before.

Part of my motivation is this website, my memberships at Comicspace, The Pulp Collective, The Pulp Factory, even MySpace… it’s selling myself, really. According to my wife I’ve never been good at selling my talent, so it’s a new field of growth for me. I’m doing all this so that I have to get off my lazy butt and follow through… or else end up with egg on my face.

And you know what? I’m having a great time.

I’ve met lots of people who like the same thing as me, who seem to like what I’m doing so far. It feels wonderful.

And all because I decided to persevere.