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  1. Just a question...

    No worries. I had to leave my job and all my friends in Chicago to move down here to Georgia. So no Winter Christmas for me. I'll buy a few beers tomorrow and celebrate just the same. K? ::Missing Home::
  2. Just a question...

    I guess... I'll try harder. ::Shrugs:: People want more. The new stuff I'll be posting this week and next week will just have to be wasted. Who cares, right?
  3. Just a question...

    I always feel like I sound angry and oversensitive about stuff like this. I'm really not. I swear! I just want you guys to understand my side of things. I might write a full section on this for 'Imagine' for April or May of next year (I've been pouring a LOT of new material into that thing! Hehehe!) so folks can get a glimpse of why I do things the way I do. I mean... Ok...think about the clothes in your closet right now. How many shirts do you have? One? Two? If you had to guess...how many shirts would you say you have in there to wear? It's not just one or two, is it? You don't want to wear the same clothes every single day of your life. You don't want somebody constantly telling you, "Why don't you wear the white T-shirt again? And again? And AGAIN?" Because I don't feel like it today. Is that ok with you? Well, the number of stories that I have going on all at once works the same way. Maybe you wake up tomorrow and you decide to wear a red shirt. Maybe you feel like wearing blue. Maybe you decide to wear all black. It depends on how you feel on that particular day. You fill your closet up with a variety of clothes so that you have an open 'choice' depending on how you feel and what you want to wear. The stories are no different. I write what I feel. It's honest. I don't fake it for the sake of pleasing an impatient audience. I please the audience by giving them the truth about who I am and what I'm feeling. I tell stories that relate to what I went through growing up and my understanding of life in general. When I wake up in the morning, depending on my feelings, or the day I've had, or the problems I'm dealing with, or just a horny itch that I want to scratch, hehehe...I have different stories that I can pour those emotions into. I don't write 'happy' stories when I feel like shit. I don't write depressing chapters when I'm feeling goofy and fun. That would be fake, and you guys would be able to tell immediately. I'd much rather have people wait a while longer than post something fake and rushed and written under pressure so everybody can get online and tell everybody how much it sucked. I worked too hard to get the stories where they are to screw it all up now. I don't think that people realize that the very REASON they read my stories and want more is because I'm sooooo emotionally connected to every word that I write. Mistakes and all. But in order to maintain that emotional connection, I have to write the stories *MY* way. I mean...ugh...does that make sense to you all? I can't *DO* this YOUR way! Your way is not what made these stories what they are. And it may be frustrating for you guys to wait, I get that. But this is what it takes for the stories to come out the way they do. This is why you bother to read or care about the stories at all. So, are you going to cheer me on and enjoy the new offerings, or are you going to slow down the process by attempting to control something that you simply CAN'T control. I can't control it either. You can only hurt or anger me by trying to push harder or ask more of me than what is humanly possible. I write every night. Seven days a week. There is no 'eighth' day! This is all I have to give you. I'm sorry, but it's true. I'm not a soulless computer. There's an actual human being on the other side of your laptop screen. I'm not going to force myself to ruin the reputation I spent nearly 20 years building from the ground up just for the sake of rushing to put something lame out there. I just won't. Please stick with me, k? I've written a TON of new stuff! I JUST started posting new chapters every few days. Three in the past week. "Waiting Outside The Lines" is up. "Billy Chase" is up. A new short story called "Photos Lately" is up. ENJOY them! More to come! Check back tomorrow! And Wednesday! And Friday! And Sunday! Give me a chance. I just re-balanced my whole life in the real world to come back and resume my dedication to you guys. I was hoping you'd all be EXCITED about the new stuff getting posted! Not upset. Anyway, thanks again. I hope you guys can understand me on this. All I hear is what people 'want' from me. But they can't enjoy or appreciate what I've just done. I just want people to be fair to me. Remember...if you think this is easy, my chapters usually clock in around 3500 words. (Billy Chase chapters are usually half that) Come up with an idea, and try writing one yourself. Then continue, every week, for a month. See how well you do. Who knows? Maybe you can do it better than I can. Which would be awesome!
  4. Just a question...

    Thanks, you guys, for your input. I can't do any better. I can't expel any more energy, I can't exhaust myself any further, I don't have any more hours in the day. All I can do is keep writing and have you guys choose to come by at your leisure to see what's new. Nobody can FORCE me to write for the site any more than I can force them to comment and review the chapters I put out there for free. So...'give something, get something'. You'dbe surprised how many people forget their half of that very SIMPLE equation. I appreciate the feedback. I just want to make sure that I'm not CRAZY and pissing everybody off with what I do online? I have feelings too. I'm just trying to entertain you...
  5. Just a question...

    <p> Now...this was a comment made about the "Billy Chase" series last night, and I'm not taking any offense to it. I just want to know what you guys think as readers and fans of the series. It has been a long long time, and you guys know how hard I work to keep Billy's life, his attitudes, and his approach to problems that he's never dealt with before as a 15 year old boy, as realistic as possible. He's not an idiot, but he's not a super genius either. Billy is supposed to be your average teenager, trying to navigate life as best as he can. Period. Now, I only have one life experience to draw from, personally. I was a shy kid. Insecure. Boy crazy at times, but I'd like to think that I had some heart in the way that I dealt with things. And I'm constantly trying to instill those values in the characters that I create. But...when I'm busy or exhausted, it does take me a really long time to get new chapters out. And in this 'Netflix Binge' era...I can't ever hope to keep up with the demand of folks looking for an 'ending'. Imagine if someone had bought the first <I>Superman</I> comic book nearly 80 YEARS ago, saying, "When is this story going to be OVER already???" Yikes! Sucks to be that guy! LOL! Anyway, this was the comment: <b>"You know I love your writing, however, are these people intellectually challenged? Can they not make rational decisions or work through anything logically. I know even adults cannot do that a lot of the time. But really, both Billy and Brandon are smart-- why do they make things so hard? I'm getting tired of this dragging out. The whole Jimmy thing is just an irritation that will never end, he lost all credibility. Why do they all use the phone so much when trying solve problems. The face-to-face is so that they cannot just hang-up on you. The short chapters are a killer-- nothing gets done. I'm about willing to pay to get to the end of the story quickly. There are too many stories in progress. How about a schedule of which story get a new chapter next. I really do appreciate you."</b> I doubt this was meant to be mean. It brings up some points that I want to know about. I want to hear from you guys. Everything doesn't have to be positive 100% of the time. Let me know. Is this story going in the wrong direction? Are you aggravated by the pacing? Are things not moving fast enough. I mean, every chapter is just one 24 hour period. One day in the life of a teenage boy. He's 15. Please keep that in mind. Still...it's a fictional story, and it's meant to be entertaining. Not frustrating. So if there's something that <I>truly</I> bothers you to the point of tearing your heart out from week to week, please let me know. Either here or in a private email. I want to hear what you have to say. That does not mean that I'll feel insulted by anything you have to say. Nor does it mean that I'll cave and do things your way instead of mine. Because if you guys knew how to write the perfect story...you'd be writing it yourself. But I'm always interested in what you all have to say. K? You guys KNOW that I always write every word from the heart. These stories are a direct and honest reflection of who I really am as a person. I don't expect to please everybody, but I also don't want my emotions to get in the way of writing a competent story for others to enjoy. Anyway, let me know what you think down below, or send me a private email at Comicality@webtv.net if you don't want your comments to be made public. K? Also, this is JUST about the "Billy Chase" story itself! K? Don't go into attack mode! Hehehe, it's ok. This is someone who's been a faithful reader, and I welcome his input. Just as I do yours. So let's stay focused, k?
  6. Chapter 33

    Hehehe, too late. I really do want to hear more about this, though. I didn't include a name though. I just...I don't get it. I'm desperate to understand the frustration. Maybe I'm out of the loop on this one.
  7. Chapter 33

    Well, I'm not sure what the answer would be. Hehehe, if you were writing this series, what would your solution be? Would you mind if I quoted this on the Comicality Café so some other folks could chime in on this? I'm sure they're just as frustrated and angry as you are. But...if you add up every single "Billy" chapter from the very beginning, you're talking about a 14 year old boy who has been dealing with his sexuality for a year and a half. To me, Billy has come a LONG way and matured a lot since that first chapter. But I can't promise to rush and hurry and have him reach adulthood in a three chapter arc. I mean...what part of the story is it that you're looking to hurry up and reach? That happily ever after? I can do that on Wednesday. "Everything turned out great, they talked, made love, and they lived happily ever after." Done. There ya go. You can move on to the next story now. Anyway, let me know if I can quote this post. I'd like to hear some more opinions on this. Just for perspective's sake. K? Thanks for the comments!
  8. A brief moment of adult content in this one. So...buyer beware. Nothing pornographic or anything, but, a little naughty. K?
  9. Imagine Magazine Question For 12/8

    There have been a few times in my life where this has happened, and I wasn't freaked out by it. But it did me feel as though I was on display for that particular person. And sometimes I felt awkward about being too friendly for fear of having it misinterpreted as something else. But I found it flattering. Why feel awkward about it? I had a best friend from when I was younger that I had sex with on a few occasions, which was fun and all...but it ended up being the only thing he wanted to do whenever I came over. It may sound silly now, but I kind of wanted my best friend back. I wanted to play Nintendo and read comic books and watch slasher flicks on VHS. So that infatuation eventually led to the end of our friendship. Not in a bad way, we just grew apart. But that would be the extent of me feeling weird about someone having a crush on me. I guess it falls somewhere between the possibility of hurting them and the possibility of leading them on when I don't mean to. Other than that...you can stare at my ass all you want! Hehehe! I'm proud to have a positive effect on people, even though I might be shy about a lot of things, you never know. I might develop a crush myself. Hehehe! In which case...you should run away! Trust me, I'm no good for you!
  10. This is a question that I've asked from time to time whenever the issue came up in conversation, but I'd like to get a bigger answer from you guys who might not have replied n the past. Might as well add it to the magazine! So here goes: Imagine that someone that you don't have any real feelings for or any relationship...maybe even someone you barely know at all...decided they had the hots for you. They could have picked anybody, but they chose you. And their crush exists whether you return it or not. How does that make you feel? Now don't bother saying, "I'm old and ugly and stupid and no one will ever want me," because that's just not true. Everybody is somebody's dream boy! And pessimism is unattractive, so...focus! Hehehe! If you knew that someone was seriously interested in you, how would you react to that? Does it make you uncomfortable? Do you feel the need to return those feelings? Maybe you like it! It makes for one hell of an ego stroke, doesn't it? Are you shy about it? Do you find a sense of humor about it? Do you rush to tell them you're not interested so they can stop? Or maybe you think it's harmless and keep from mentioning it. Some people are truly <I>flattered</I> by the idea of having someone else find the beauty in who they are. Then again, some people are creeped out by the fact that some stranger might be stroking himself silly to thoughts of you naked every night before bed! There's a wide spectrum of feelings there. I was just interested in your thoughts on this. And remember, we're not talking 'sexual harassment' here. No inappropriate touches or dirty comments, nothing like that. This is just someone that thinks you're really cute, and a good person, and they chose you to be the object of their affections. Let us know what goes through your heart and mind in these situations! Inquiring minds want to know!
  11. Billy 433 is ready!

    Enjoy, folks! Let me know what you think! https://www.gayauthors.org/story/comicality/thesecretlifeofbillychase9/
  12. Chapter 33

    Tuesday - Nothing makes a teenage boy more uncomfortable, more insecure, than yet another red blotch on his face! I sear to GOD, it wasn't there last night! This one is on my forehead, just above left eyebrow. But it's too far over for me to, like...effectively comb my hair over it. What the hell is going on? It doesn't hurt yet, but I saw it in the mirror this morning and I can feel the emerging 'bump' of this newborn zit as it proudly stuck out against the normal color and tone of my skin. Ugh, what the fuck? I BARELY got rid of the last one I had! Where did this one come from? They just come one or two at a time, right? I mean, I was hoping that I could put a screeching halt on this situation getting any worse than it already was. But I just...I don't know HOW! Come ON, puberty! Don't do this to me! I've got a job now. A boyfriend. I've gotta go back to SCHOOL soon! I can't deal with this level of humiliation right now! Not on top of everything else I've got going on. I wanted to CRY! I don't think I ever felt so ugly. I'd rather have a temporary battle with the Chicken Pox than an extended outbreak of zits. I've been using the special stuff that I got to wash my face and keep it clean. Almost every DAY! I swear! So why is this still happening to me? My mom said it would work. Sighhhh...no wonder Brandon wants to go back to Stevie. He's still smooth and cute and super pretty. Me? I feel like some kind of yucky, deformed, monster that crawled out of the swamp and dared to ask him for a date. This whole thing is so stupid. Surprisingly, I didn't hear anything from Jimmy LaPlane this morning. If nothing else, I sort of expected him to hit me up and gloat about his big revelation concerning my boyfriend and his ex. I'm almost sorry that he didn't wallow in it. I wish he would have messaged me so I could tell him to fuck off. Because, innocent or guilty, there was a burning fire growing inside of me and I didn't want to toss that fury in Brandon's direction. I won't allow Jimmy to manipulate me the way he had manipulated Brandon in the past, always trying to keep us from being together. Always trying to keep us from talking. Anybody who has to work THAT hard to destroy somebody else's relationship is a sad and lonely individual. Sick in the head. Someone who could actually ACHIEVE some level of personal satisfaction if he stopped running around destroying the joy and good fortune of the other people around him. But, like I said, Jimmy was a no show today. Lucky for him...believe me. However, while mentally rehearsing what I was going to say to Brandon tonight when I called, I found myself in a gloomy mood for most of the day. One that seemed to be further aggravated by the thought that I would have to call Brandon at all and ask what he's been doing on his Mondays all Summer. Or why he's seeing Stevie behind my back and not mentioning it. It's just...it's something that I shouldn't have to worry about anymore, right? I'm not like Bobby Jinette. I love my boyfriend, and I know my boyfriend loves me, and I'm not going to abuse him simply because I'm feeling a little doubtful bout being the sexiest guy in the room at all times. I refuse to go down that path. But...I'd be lying if I said that it didn't bother me. Immensely. I knew that I should have just casually called him up early in the day so we could talk about it and he could put my emotions at ease. I knew that it would be easier to just get it over with. But every time I built up the energy to dial his number...this anxiety would wash over me. What if it's not as innocent as I'm expecting it to be? What do I do if Brandon tells me something that I don't want to hear? It seems silly, and it took me a few hours to repeatedly push those thoughts aside so I could talk to him with an open mind. But every time I went for my phone...those jittery feelings of anger and resentment would bubble up again and I'd feel the need to calm down again. Don't worry. I did what I had to do. It just took me some time, that's all. In the meantime, however, my sour mood kinda spilled over into other parts of my waking life. Primarily concerning my mom...who was walking around the house like she was about to break out into song at any moment. Was I imagining that? Was she...'happier' than normal? Why? What's going on there? I even asked her, "What are you so happy about?" And she kinda told me something about it being a lovely day outside and she pulled me in for a hug and kissed me on the forehead. She even went grocery shopping to make something special for dinner. She hasn't had that much energy in a long while. Not since before my dad moved away. Maybe I was just upset about the Brandon thing, but that bothered me too. Seriously...what the fuck has her feeling so happy all of a sudden? I wanted to know! She didn't give me an actual answer. Maybe I was being a bit too subtle to force her to tell me what was going on that she didn't feel the need to tell me about. It was like a whole other representation of the Brandon/Stevie thing! Why can't she just say that she's been hanging out with Mr. Franks? Why can't she tell me that? What is it about them going to lunch that is so secret that she feels the need to deceive me about it instead of randomly mentioning it over dinner? You mean to tell me that you haven't been having private lunches with another man between tacos??? Anyway, all that aside...I pushed myself really really hard and FORCED myself to call Brandon tonight. Even if it led to a deep trauma that I might not be ready for...I guess I HAVE to do it. Right? I'd be expected to fucking HATE myself if I didn't rush into this without a plan, right? So...fine. Whatever. FUCK!!! I pushed myself into doing it, and I was shaking so badly that I thought I was going to fucking throw up because of it. I really did. Sorry. I'm just a kid. I'm trying to be an adult about this...but I'm NOT an adult! I'm still learning stuff. Don't fucking HATE me, ok? It hurts... Anyway...I called him. I was trembling so badly that I had to sit on my bedroom floor to keep from shaking myself to pieces. Hearing his voice...it used to bring me such joy. Tonight it brought me nothing but dread. I think Brandon knew that something was wrong. Maybe he could hear it in my voice. Perhaps I hadn't shaken out all the anger and bullshit out of my attitude before calling. Shit...I knew that I should have waited a bit longer instead of feeling so forced into this. Please don't let me fuck this up by being in such a hurry for a bullshit resolution... It's special to me. It's important, you know? Our conversation started off normal enough. Brandon even remembered about us getting together, and he's like, "I was trying HARD to get my dad to friggin' GO somewhere instead of sitting at home and watching TV all day, but he's so damn stubborn. He's got to have a life that exists outside of this house, right? Ugh!" I listened closely. I even joked around a bit, but I don't know if that made things better or worse. "I know you think Brandon is so perfect, but he's not. Don't say I didn't try to tell you so." ​ That's how Jimmy said it. And it was strange how it took so few words to rile me up inside beyond my control, but I worked to choke up on the accusations so I could give Brandon a chance to come clean on his own. Come on, baby...I'm counting on you. I was trying to find a subtle way to guide the conversation towards his Monday activities, but he kept squirming out of it with a joke or a flirtatious comment. So the anxiety kept building, and eventually, I was just like, "Say, I was thinking of going out to the lake this coming Monday. Just to enjoy my day off. It would be cool to have my favorite boy by my side when I go. What do you say?" Expectedly, Brandon says, "Awww, that sounds so sweet. Maybe we can do it on another day? What are you doing on Sunday?" Frustrated, I was like, "I want to go on Monday. That's my day off. Do you want to come with me or not?" Pull it back, Billy. We're giving him a fair chance, remember? He's all like, "Hehehe, Billy...? It's not that I don't want to go, I'm just gonna be a little busy on Monday. That's all." I'm like, "Busy doing what, exactly?" Brandon says, "It's nothing important or anything. I'm just...I've got plans." I'm trying to keep my voice calm, but I immediately answer with, "Plans? What kind of plans? Can I come? Maybe I can help you out." Brandon gave me a fake chuckle, and he's like, "Dude...there are other day in the week. How about I come see you at work and we can have lunch or something?" I said, "I don't want to have lunch on another day. I kinda want to see you on Monday." Then I directly asked him, "Why can't I see you on Monday, Brandon?" He's like, "What is this attitude all about?" I'm like, "No attitude. I just want to know what you're doing on Monday that's so important." Brandon says, "I just told you, it's not important..." Adrenaline pumping. Teeth grinding. I'm starting to pace back and forth in my room now. "Just like yesterday wasn't important?" I say to him. Brandon's like, "I was just taking care of a few things yesterday. That's all." I said, "I thought you said that you were just hanging out doing nothing for most of the day yesterday. Which one was it?" Brandon paused for a moment, and he says, "Billy...I don't like this. What's wrong?" The pressure had been building up for long enough. I gave him the opportunity to come clean, but he didn't take the hint. So...with an aggravated sigh, I asked him, "Brandon...why are you lying to me?" He's like, "Lying? Lying about what? I don't understand what this is about..." Ok, so he didn't want to say what needed to be said? He couldn't just tell me the truth? Fine. Ok. I'll ask. I'll just come right out and ask him. "Did you spend the day with Stevie yesterday?" Misty eyed, more from anger than sadness, I waited for his response. That response came with a long delay. He's like, "You've been spying on me now?" I'm totally like, "That's SO not the issue right now, Brandon. Answer the question." Brandon said, "Billy...there's really no need to get all charged up about this..." I'm like, "So it's true then? You went to spend the day with Stevie yesterday?" It hurt. Oh God, I thought I was prepared to feel what I was feeling, but I really wasn't. It felt like he was taking a power drill to my heart, and I had to stop pacing and sit down on my bed as my legs went weak. He tells me, "It's not what you think, Billy. I went to see Stevie because he needed me. Ok?" I said, "I'll bet." Brandon's like, "Don't do that. Billy, what the hell...?" I asked, "Have you been doing this every Monday? All Summer long? Is this why you and I can't get together as often as we promised we would?" He's just like, "See? I knew you wouldn't be able to handle this. That's why I didn't want to say anything." Shocked, I'm like, "Handle what? You running over to your ex-boyfriend's house to hang out without telling me?" Brandon said, "You would have freaked out about the whole thing if I even mentioned it. You would have gotten all bent out of shape and angry, just like you are now. You don't trust me as much as you pretend to." I'm like, "I'm not bent out of shape because you went to see Stevie, Brandon. I'm bent out of shape because you LIED to me about it. Right to my face. How am I supposed to believe that there's nothing going on when you could have just told me the truth from the very beginning?" Brandon, now starting to get agitated as well, said, "You know what? You have no idea what you're talking about, and we need to let this go before one of us ends up saying something that we regret." That only made my fury burn hotter. So I decided to give him his wish. I said, "You know what? You're right. I'm gonna let this go. You want me to stop talking, I'll stop talking. Lord knows I don't want to say something I'll 'regret' later. Right?" His voice trembling, Brandon said, "Billy...babe, let's not do this. Let's talk, ok?" But I was already shaking with rage. I gave him every opportunity to be honest with me, and he FAILED. So I told him, "We just did. We talked. And you can't tell me the truth, so maybe I should just go before we make things even worse." Brandon sniffled, "Are you gonna at least let me explain..." I hesitated...but only briefly. "Sorry..." I said softly, a sickening nausea rising up in the pit of my stomach. "...Later..." I hung up the phone. Brandon tried to call back twice, and texted me once...trying to get me to talk. But I couldn't. I felt so damaged inside. I thought that I could just call him up and deal with this like an adult. But my emotions can be so involuntary sometimes. If I had continued with that conversation for much longer, it was going to end in a massive fight and possibly another break up. And I don't WANT to break up with Brandon! I want him to be my soul mate! We love each other soooo much! This was supposed to be easy. I shouldn't have hung up on him. That was dumb. I should have talked it out. But...my heart was pounding and my teeth were clenched, and my thoughts were running wild with stupid images and false accusations and Jimmy's pictures of the two of them together. I just felt that conversation quickly going a different way. I would have fucked everything up if I kept talking. I'll get to the bottom of this somehow. I know I will. I just... I love Brandon too much to talk to him when I'm like this. Does that make any sense at all? My dad was trying to warn me about always running away from my problems but...I tried to face this head on, and I couldn't do it. I was failing and falling apart at the seams the second the issue was brought up. I guess I still have some growing up to do, huh? I don't know. I feel so weird about this. I want my Brandon back. I don't want him to think he can get away with lying to my face about stuff like this...but, sighhhh... I miss him already. I'll try again tomorrow. I'll be more calm. This is such a strange game to play. I just want to hug him again and maybe...talk about what this whole thing means. We'll get there. I'm sure of it. I'm just trying to steer my life in the right direction right now. And 'life' seems to be fighting to derail my every attempt to just be HAPPY for a little while. But...I'm ok. I swear. I'm going to work this out. Maybe not tonight...but I'm sure that I can keep my head long enough to solve this problem. I'm not going to let Jimmy LaPlane warp my mind. And I'm not going to let that weasel, Stevie, stick his nose back into our relationship either. Even if it's just as a 'buddy' who lingers around just long enough for a few 'accidents' to happen. Neither one of those ideas sounds good to me. Anyway, I've got a headache. To be honest, I'm feeling a little down at the moment. Brandon is the most amazing boy that I've ever known...and I hurt him. I don't mean to, but I did. I deserve to have that bother me for the rest of the night while I try to go to sleep. I just...do. Gotta run. Later.
  13. LOL! Ahhhh...boyish memories... :P

    Thanks! And no worries. That laptop issue was at the beginning of the year. And donations from the fans fixed it almost immediately! So the last six months have been a true blessing! And that's kept me going! The "Too Cute" post? Did I miss one? Hehehe! I'll check later on tonight! Cool?
  14. Photos Lately

    Imagine Magazine is still accepting short stories for aspiring authors looking to have their work promoted and showcased for the masses! It's something I truly believe in, and if you're looking to gain a larger fanbase, I want to help! Cool? BIG thanks to those of you who have sent stuff in for the January issue! We've got some really cool stories that surprised me! MasterM is our featured author for January, so interview questions are coming your way soon! And we are always accepting more exclusives from you guys! Add your sites, stories, social media info...and let's make superstars out of you all! As for Imagine Magazine's short stories, I've written a BUNCH of them, to be released once a month, for the rest of 2018! These are the kind of stories that we're looking for: https://www.voy.com/17262/25522.html Cool? Enjoy! Let me know what you think! And if you're interested of adding your two cents in, whenever the muse moves ya...drop me a line at Comicality@webtv.net! This has been MONTHS in the making, so jump in as soon as you can! Now then, the new story! Hehehe, and let me get back to work! https://www.voy.com/15900/1/88874.html
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