What amazes me about Greg, Rich, Gary, Doug...they pull in the cabbage for their artwork and have lovely wives, better yet. But they look up to ME, the guy who keeps writing all kinds of craziness, I have no clue why. I am in aw of these guys. Hell, I should owe Greg about thirty thousand dollars on the basis of the photos he has taken of me, though I have a sneaking suspicion he is going to splice several photos into his bootleg DVD of BUKKAKE CLOWNS. Here I am, living in poverty, pretty much having to make a promise to BLOW A PONY to get some stories published, and THESE guys think I'm the cat's pj's? I don't get it, I really don't. My credo is posted, as is my version of photoshop. But I did dabble in some abstract artwork in the early 90s after my father gave me some crime scene templates. To be wacky, the lettering came from my own blood, I can get some pretty good nosebleeds if I try. Gothic Light was a magazine published out of Aurora, out west of Chicago....Wayne
About that nosebleed business, you ee, I never lie...
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A lot of folks respect you, Wayne. A lot has to do with the integrity of your writing, and of yourself.
Anyone who can survive a nosebleed like that deserves respect IMHO. Gah.
You need to take a nosebleed picture next to your little Steve McQueen (was it?) action figure, like he just socked you goooooood.
It seems to me, too, that one's struggles for recognition in one's chosen field can be inversely related to one's talent. The harder it is for you to publish, therefore, the better writer you are. ;)
Eewwwwww! Enough with the nosebleeds!
Those guys look up to you because they recognize unique talent.
Yeah, Charles is right. You're really a genius. It's just unfortunate that's not fully appreciated in our society.
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