As The Scripts Come In They Are

As The Scripts Come In They Are Sent To The Artists, And The Artists Are Either Very Busy, Or Ready To Start.

It's Nice To Be In A Situation Where The Two Books That I Write For A Sort Of Regular Monthly Income Are Also Works That I Enjoy Immensely, Rather Than Them Being Some Kind Of Bread And Butter, Do It Because You Have To Do It.

I Tend To Forget What I'm Doing Will Ever Be Read While I'm Writing It, And Just Get On With The Task At Hand.

Hitman Does Well And It Certainly Does Well Enough To Survive, But At The Same Time I Don't Want To Involve The Character Into The Dc Universe Even If It Meant More Sales, To The Point Where We Sort Of Upset The Balance That We Have At The Moment.

I'm The One Who Steps From The Shadows, All Trenchcoat And Cigarette And Arrogance, Ready To Deal With The Madness. Oh, I've Got It All Sewn Up. I Can Save You. If It Takes The Last Drop Of Your Blood, I'll Drive Your Demons Away. I'll Kick Them In The Bollocks And Spit On Them When They're Down And Then I'll Be Gone Back Into Darkness, Leaving Only A Nod And A Wink And A Wisecrack. I Walk My Path Alone... Who Would Walk With Me?