Hickory con, and the future of my comic carreerAlso we have been tossing around the idea of selling the comics on different sites, i would like to do it here on deviant art, but I'm not sure if that is permissible or not. or if the interest would be there. time will tell.
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Mr. Cellophane, case file 02Fishing through my jacket seemed to be the first stroke of luck for the day. Despite all the ruffling up and bad mouthing, Paul and his boys managed to take everything except my last pack of Red Apples, four little friends left. Then a moment of panic grips me, my hands fly on instinct born from long hot North Carolina summers, spent dodging hound dogs and angry mammas protecting the virtue of their sweet red headed daughters. My hands pat and probe the folds of my sadly crinkled white shirt and newly wrinkled blue jeans, sweat raced down my brow then hit me like a ten pound sledge right in the bread basket, even harder then the bMr. Cellophane, case file 02
by ~johnofthewired
What if... ENDThe light of Love illuminated the Romance Diner, bathing both Josh and Mary in her wake. The image of the diner softly shattered like a waking dream to reveal its true nature. The patrons, those together and those achingly alone, where connected by the slightest of threads, those together, bound to one another, and those alone, hurt and lonely, held their threads and smiled as they finally saw on the other end their lost loved ones waiting, still there, waiting for them with all of loves past glowing in their hearts… “Joshua” Love called “ this is where you first stepped into our world, where you first laid eyeWhat if... END
by ~johnofthewired
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A Brief AsideNicotine and Java Bean Oh baby baby Come on Downtown's the only town Halfway 'cross the way To lands abound With beauty queens and limousines Riding down that boulevard Feels like pheromones Like dulcet tones Of that sweet sweet beat Oh baby baby Come on Like rainbows on hairbows of those beauty queens Polishing lips with frosty tips of their glossy accessories Beauty queens and Java beans I think you might know what I mean Feels like the city Though it's sort of s- A pity That we are who we are Not really getting farA Brief Aside
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Riffing With Coltrane...The way their lives curved together, curled around each other just so, was like twin saxophones singing in duet voices over gentle piano. It sounded like 1947. Like 1957. Like 1970 all over again when they would be together in a room, rattling gossip in familiar and related rasping slurs above the party jive and jump and wail from stereo and crowding party goers. The couple had the same drive as the others, but something made them both stand out. For years, they had stood out above every room and now they were together, both shining like diamonds in the gentle, drunk evenings of Autumn. Twin cigarettes flaming, twin jazz men on band stand vyiRiffing With Coltrane...
by ~TheseGhosts
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- Current Residence: statesville
- Interests: sleep when i can
- Favourite movie: dawn of the dead remake
- Favourite band or musician: tv on the radio
- Favourite genre of music: any excpt country
- Favourite poet or writer: JD Salinger Neil Gaiman
- Favourite style of art: any excpt anime
- Operating System: mac
- MP3 player of choice: mac
- Favourite game: VAPIRIE 2nd ed
- Favourite gaming platform: table top
- Favourite cartoon character: spider-man
- Tools of the Trade: spellcheak
- Email: johnofthewired@netzero.com
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Blue m&ms and skateboards in the driveway on a cold October day
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"Wanting to be someone else is a waste of the person you are." - Kurt Cobain
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One lousy cat looking for a home an a daily meal.
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"why buy the cow, when you can get the milk for free?"
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