Comics? Honestly, that's more a matter of nostalgia for me. I think most of that energy has gone to my love of literature, and my love of film...
All paths lead nowhere; choose one with heart...
I don't paint anymore. I haven't since I abandoned it at 19, in order to begin writing seriously.
I met someone who lives in an elevator.
Yes! I'm the slowest comic-book writer on Earth.
When the civil rights battle was won, all the Jews and hippies and artists were middle class white people and all the blacks were still poor. Materially, not much changed.