Fiction to Fact

Gee and I thought only Bruce Wayne had a nuclear reactor in his basement-probably next to the wine cellar.
http://www.foxnews.com/scitech/2011/08/02/swedish-man-builds-reactor-in-his-kitchen/

Apparently there are 38 people in the world who have done this. It makes you wonder about your neighbors doesn't it? Especially the ones who seem really normal. Just a few smoke detectors, and voila! Julia Child would be proud.

Catching Up

After fleeing Seattle because of black mold I will be allowing myself to catch up with my blog.

I am now drawing the prototypes for my Graphic Novel. After a lot of tracing of anatomy, sketching models from magazines, and trying to get out all the bad drawings with fast action sketching of passersby, everything is beginning to take shape slowly.

I submitted my 28 pages of Loupe Garou Manuscript to the Pacific Northwest Writers Association http://pnwwa.org writer's contest and await the feed back, or a chance to hawk my manuscript at their award ceremony in August.

The Seattle Graphic Artists Guild hosted a talk by some of our local writers and artists in February.

Phil Foglio http://wwwstudiogoglio.com, Mike Grell (Thanks for the advise that dialog balloons ARE part of the artwork. ) http://mikegrell.com , Jason Janicki & Leigh Kellogg http://wayfaresmoon.com , Michael Oeming - who worked on a DC Comic edition of The Spirit ( which I have )http://michaeloeming.com/ .

I learned a lot, I also learned that being consistant and true to ones craft is important.

Creative Feedback.

My Manuscript has been Registered and Copyrighted with the Library of Congress Since January of 2004.---For those of you who are a bundle of nerves. And yes I have plenty of witnesses who read the manuscript and knew about it in 1999.

When I came up with the manuscript.

I thought, Book Series, Screenplay/Movie/T.V. Mini-Series/Video Game/ Comic Book Run/ Graphic Novel.

I have run into a paranoid person who was worried about my work being plagiarized.

The majority of people are honest. There are huge paper trails when it comes to this creative artwork. On three hard drives, Zip Drives, Floppy Disc, CDs, Paper Manuscripts, email, editors, casual readers for feedback.

Once-upon a-Time I was not credited once in my life for an idea I offered to a best selling non-fictional author. However, my idea has probably helped thousands of people. I still practice it. I still help others with it. It still creates abundance for that person, and still helps people. The Universe is an abundant place and is now is engaged in paying me back.

When it comes to this manuscript. The rules of sharing are very different indeed. Cartoonists need something to see with their minds eye. Detail is very important. So is being nice and polite. And when something is not nice and polite. That is what laws and lawyers are for.

valewolf@hotmail.com

Secondary Characters Continued

My manuscript has been Registered and Copyrighted with the Library of Congress since January of 2004.

Hopefully you have Checked the Post Labeled "Rise Of Marc Churson." For the main characters.

Good emailed feedback response concerning descriptions of what I am looking for. I would like to see other art portfolios or links to on-line portfolios also.

Secondary Characters

Kent Churson's Parents Not Named

Both Thin, Aesthetic Looking, No Sense of Humor.

Grandmother

Height 5'8", Hair: White, Eyes: Brown-red

New Age Witch of Endor style of clothes, Dour Demeanor. Caucasian. Packs a wand, heavy handbag and a charge card. Supermodel thin. Looks like she is 80.

Grandfather

Dour Conservative Puritanical-Think Christopher Lee out of "Sleepy Hollow" or Peter Cushing in a Hammer studios production. Carries a sneer and a raised eyebrow. Ageless looking. Caucasian. Still has a reasonable amount of hair. White. Eyes Blue Outer Edge, Gray Inner Circle.

Motivation

Consider humans to be food or exploited economically.

Street Kids

Alive Rescued

The ones in this story are the ones that Marc has managed to pull away from the dealers and pimps, dropped into a safe house and reunited with family. His family ridicules him for being a rescuer. Which is belied in the next paragraph.

Re-Animated Dead People

Implied in the story that Marc has re-animated panhandling up and down the west coast in groups so that he can pull in money to make investments that his family doesn't know about. Marc got out of the opium and arms trade a century ago. Like I commented elsewhere. LEARNING CURVE. Which can lead to lots of interesting stuff.

Warehoused Re-Animated Pioneer Square

Warehouse 6 stories in High

Is a building that can monitor an motor vehicle that comes in on all spectrum's. This was not talked about commonly in the news in 1999. Its now assumed that we have machines that are hand held that can do this.

Churson L.T.D. Corps. Motor pool is kept in this building downtown. The re-animated is warehoused here. They lay in hospital beds.

Think giant wards like the T.B. wards or the civil war hospital wards.

They look, pale if they are in good condition, they feed normally like the rest of the masticating masses. When on their last legs ( no pun intended) if the circulation is going or nutrients are not flushing through their system, grayish or blueish. They are fed with a tube down their nose.

They are created by giving them an elixir that strengthens the DNA/RNA and extends the copying process of the genetic code. So think those gigantic needles used for fixing collapsed lungs. It repairs the cellular damage. However its a gambit. Because the planet, has its own resonance and frequency, and timeline and when something is tampered with. It will fix it. In my mythology generally the re-animated, will either die if they actually wake up enough to realize that something has happened to them and they are changed, hopefully rapidly. The werewolves either kill them outright, or give them a neurotoxin to painlessly finish the job. Or if it's an unlucky day-which would be more amusing visually- the bodies dissolve ( oh, crap the maid just serving tea dropped her nose off into that lady's tea cup... or spontaneously combust when the planet readjusts the frequency that should not be where it is.

--------------- If you can tell the H.A.R.R.P. Project and anything that messes with E.M.F. and energy frequencies of creatures on this planet is fodder for me.

The Building Windows of the warehouse are high up on the walls next to the 20 foot high ceilings.

Walls are institutionalized grey paint on plaster over lathe over brick. The lighting fixtures is from the 1940's.

Exterior is the grey stone you see downtown on First Avenue buildings.

Entry is one way via an elevator. Cars are parked in the basement.

A lone man monitors cameras in a bank for every floor. He is burly. Broken nosed. Crew cut.

Dean Churson arrives a lot with a black bag. Sometimes he brings people in and out.

Churson L.T.D. Corps. Security Dept.

This is in the area where the warehouse is. And a few other vague locations when necessary for the story. This is where the Security and Clean Up and Bio, Eco Adjustment crews come from. They have cameras in every room and hall, and entry to every building the Churson's own. Everyone has a chicken switch to call for help.

Marc disables his location devices, and camera's to the point of where the some family members make it a game to see what he is up to just to harass him.

I consider the Security Crews being no less than 6 foot in height, wearing black, they are para-military, metaphysical trained. These guys are a private in house security firm/assassins. Rarely called upon to kill humans. Age less than 45 years.

Clean Up Crews

Much like Bio-Adjusters (Who wear disguises most of the time, unless on Churson job sites then wear sky blue.)

They wear White, look like those people who spray paint with air guns.Which explains the gas masks. Or those crews who go around doing industrial clean ups at suicides or murder sprees.

Eco - Adjusters

Same Military/Metaphysical Training as Bio - Adjusters. However have do emergency environmental restoration. If I were to choose a color I would choose green.

Other People in the story and clothing color.

• Longshoremen
• Seattle Policemen
• Seattle Fire Department
• E.M.T.
• Maid Service:Black or Blue Uniforms Smocks and Pants.
• L.M.T.
• Office Workers: Business Formal and Causal Check Haircuts for professions.
• Cab Drivers: Prefer Sikh
• Media Crews: Know the colors of KING, KOMO, KIRO, FOX, go 2 tones light or dark.
• Construction Crews: Plaid, Denim, tan or black work boots, yellow hard hats.
• Railroad Crews: All the ones I knew wore gray
• Adult Entertainment Workers
• Nursing Staff :Harborview Medical Center Staff: Blue, Pink, Green Scrubs -Donate Now!
• Security Staff
• Butlers:Black and White
• Chauffeurs :Black with a Cap
• House Maids : Black and White

Other Buildings

Okay, all the sports buildings in town. Including Schools and R.E.I., and Community Sports Fields

No Marc Churson's Apartment Building is NOT the one on Wall that is going to be torn down.

It's over on Second Ave.

All the gated communities.

The Metro Building.

Buildings built and still standing built between 1890-1945.

valewolf@hotmail.com

Thumbnail sketches of Manuscript

My material has been Registered and Copyrighted with the Library of Congress since January of 2004.

What I am looking for, cartoonist/ illustrators to help me produce my manuscript into a published work so I can have my name creatively immortalized on the spine of a published work of plant based material. Either here in America or elsewhere in the world.

I look of Seattle as being Film Noir. Jazz and Blues and Swing Music. I like the Art Nouveau, The Art Deco Buildings. I'll talk about how this all came about later...

Protagonist

Marc Churson:

Species:

Werewolf

Human Form:

Muscular Build after Lou Ferrigno or a Extreme Rock Climber. Height: 6’9” Eyes Almond Shaped; Range from Gray to Silver when pissed off.

Facial features: One of those guys whose mediterranean features makes them look like a woman, shoulder length hair, dark cork screws when wet, ties back when in business meetings, sometimes uses a barrette, chopsticks, knives, forks,chicken bones, stabby things.

Normal Teeth in the front. Back teeth, backwards curving. Rarely smiles with all his teeth.

Clothes: Formal and Business wear; Brooks Brothers, leather or fabric trench coats and fedora’s, Causal Wear: Blue and White Pendelton Woolen Mill Plaid, Blue Jeans, Steel Toe Boots, or Oatmeal Colored fisherman's sweaters. Fetish: Leather Cat suit and chains.

Incidentals

Packs: 357˚ revolver / 38˚ Special, loads his own ammo. Drives a Mercedes Benz. Lives in a Penthouse in Belltown in Seattle. There will be two floor styles, L and open. Colors for the first one L will be Marc’s Bathroom blue, white, mirrors(gray), Dressing room mirrors with suits, den with books and magazines, living room white walls and black technophiles electronics, Swedish style kitchen metal and pink marble, guest bedroom beige with Horror Movie Colors i.e. RED and BLUE.

His Career Position

Executive Director of Churson L.T.D.

Antagonist

Detective Win(ston) White Seattle Police Department

Species: Ghoul

Height; 5’10’, Caucasian, brown eyes non reflective. Military style cut dark hair. Bear style teeth in front, back, convex and concave to grind bones. He’s filed the front down to pass for normal. Barrel chested like a gorilla. Has claws which he covers up by wearing gloves. Standard Seattle Police Department issue Rain gear. Black choir robe.

Lives in the Roosevelt/U District over by 65Th. Near the Reservoir and Park. In a House. If you remember the evil kid’s house out of Toy Story © it pretty much has those colors and layout on the inside. And I envisioned that house layout before I ever saw that movie.

Starting Motivation

Corpse (Robert Johnson Pedophile) Being fought over between both Marc and Cop

Alive

Green Rain slicker, black military issue pants, boots, sweat shirt (what you get from the Army Navy surplus store down town.)

Dead

Found at Rail Yard:

Gutted by Marc prior to death, flesh de-gloved off of hand before death. Cut in thirds horizontally by train across tracks post postmortem, mashed head, missing teeth.

After autopsy, after cop plants talisman (a circular bent horseshoe nail) into the torso, he takes the ring and middle fingers off the left hand and eats them there. Then stores half the face, a few skull plates and brain for later. Thinking that no one is going to come claim the corpse.

Re-animated

Naked, missing part of the head (left hemisphere ), moves fast,blue gray, injected by Dean with a flesh eating virus to kill it, because it tried to get away, when both he and Marc realized it was under someone else’s control and it chopped Marc with an axe. (Of course there is blood and gore and limbs.)

Situation

Era 1999 - 2000

The Chursons use the corpses of the unclaimed dead to man traditionally Temporary/Seasonal positions that could be held by dope heads or unreliable day laborers types. Ghouls eat the unclaimed dead so there is a conflict of interest. And since there is a boom in the economy in the building trade and so forth there is going to be trouble....... They arrived during the Gold Rush to Alaska and embedded themselves.

Marc Churson’s interest in the dead. It starts as Marc has located a Bum that is a pedophile based on rhino (smell/ sloughed skin cells) information. Marc like most individuals hates peds. He is going to murder the guy in a rail yard down west of Queen Anne, get his brother to do the autopsy, steal the corpse, reanimate it with magic in the Smith Tower and stick the guy’s soul put it back into the body a few more times to have the pleasure of killing the guy a few more times before the corpse is beyond repair. Generally Marc reanimates the dead to do household chores for him. Or drive him around.

The Chursons have a warehouse full of reanimated corpses downtown. Down past Pioneer Square near an ice house. They also have a bio - industry research “hospital” located where children's hospital is out in the Laurelhurst neighborhood is.

Problem: First time anywhere in the world there is a Ghoul on a police force. Dean Churson- A Mortician has an assistant (Bill) who is into necrophilia and is in with a group of satanist wannabes who hangs with Detective White who gets them to go grave robbing for him, in exchange for drugs and erased police records. Since the ghoul also knows how to reanimate corpses. He gets Bill to tape the doors to the mortuary open so he can get in to drop a talisman into the corpse to reanimate it to draw it from Churson’s mortuary. So White can get something on the hoof to eat.

That is story line introduction of Marc and Dean and how they work together and what makes the family tick. It introduces a belief system, a familial structure, geography of Seattle, basic werewolf abilities. Two major story line, one on a Seattle scale one on a world scale, one hinting at a cosmic scale.

The meatier story line which is more of a ticking time bomb...

There is an Entity Called a Proteus in Greek mythology. In my mythology this creature enters into our universe by the created fissures in the dimensions created by the United States H.A.A.R.P. Project. It is a Multidimensional creature that if not stopped will graft itself onto a person in this realm and create a serial killer, or worse a computer system-who knows what that would do. This of course is the system that causes whales to beach themselves, scuba divers writing to their congressmen. Fictionally it would create a wonderful amount of stimulus for antagonistic problems for an ongoing series.

(I met Dr. Nick Begich in 2006 who first started warning the world about the H.A.A.R.P. Project in Alaska on The Art Bell Show. Who is willing to do an introduction to the manuscript if I get a publisher. That's IF I found a publisher. I would also have actually SAY H.A.A.R.P. PROJECT. in the manuscript which I did not originally in 1999. I never thought I would meet the guy. Sychronistic meetings with people like this happen to me all the time by the way. Ask me about the Scientist from Cherenobyl in the Ukraine.)

I also introduce this creature at the rail yard at the same time Marc is down there killing the bum so that the incidents cross paths.

Into this mix I have thrown an edict of the Gods that the lowest common ( ethical ) denominator of the species of werewolves is chosen to evolve the species. Which is Marc. Who must stop this creature which has because of its misinterpreted activities (By the werewolves in Seattle) is thought to be an atomic dragon. I.e. which are entities created by nuclear fission's and fusion's by bombs and particle colliders, which also causes fractions in the dimensions.

Marc Churson is an evolving character. Going from an immature beastly narcissistic sociopath-to someone who really is willing to care about others - he has a learning curve like most people. He is pulling out of his really bad past. Like the United States pulling away from its slave and drug labor based economy. I’m not judging I’m just saying. (Like rum and tobacco and chemicals aren't drugs?)

Secondary Characters:

Dean Churson: Marc's older step-brother paternal

Species: Werewolf

Human Form:

Tall with paunch style body, keloid scars on back, pin stripe- Hibaksha- A-Bomb survivor Nagasaki . Height: 6’2” Eyes Brown

Facial features: Mediterranean features, steel gray hair, short cropped, normal teeth in the front. back teeth curving . Doesn’t smile in public, but grimly because he is a Mortician and Part-time County Coroner by trade.

Clothes: Formal and Business wear; Gucci all the way. You may just stylize this your way.

Incidentals

Packs: Tazers, knock out gas, garrotes, steel toe shoes, medical bags, elixirs, anything to either steal bodies, dispose of bodies, patch family up, kidnap people or seduce men with. Was the other generation of werewolf to be chosen to evolve the species.

Drives a SUV, Hearses, Limo or Rolls. Lives out in Sandpoint way in a 1950’s era house that has been retire fitted in the 1970’s in Seattle. Think 1950’s kitchen, with green and harvest gold living room, S&M bedroom. Has a compound, with a gate, has a garage. Has a basement laboratory under the garage with steep steps going down with a door that is like the doors you find in submarines. Has gurneys and caskets and corpse drawers and slabs and Tesla coils. Think Frankenstein’s lab from the black and white movies. Has a umbrella stand with Axes, swords, baseball bats, lances. Marc has grabbed an axe which the bum's corpse wrestles away and nails him with in the story.

Dean’s Funeral Home location was at the Old Buttersworth Funeral Home location across from Bauhaus Coffee And Books on Pine. Somber colors, gray, black, burgundy, blues.

Timothy/Tiny Churson Marc's younger brother

Species: Werewolf

Human Form:

Stocky style. Height: 6’2” Eyes Brown.

Facial features: Samoan, shoulder length hair middle back, coffee brown with highlights

cork screws when wet.

Normal Teeth in the front. Back teeth, backwards curving in. Smiles a lot, happy a lot.

Clothes: Formal and Business wear; Versace. Causal Wear: Gap, Banana Republic. Fetish wear: Cargo Shorts, Chicks in Bikinis on both arms.

Incidentals

Packs: Baseball Bat, Machete, Sword, Brass knuckles.

Drives a Honda that leaks, has idiot lights that goes off, has a covered car port. Lives in the Sandpoint way Golf Course. Split Level home, den has wood paneling, has an upstairs, an entry way from the car port, with various rooms branching off from it. Greens, yellow, blues.

Dating Georgie, Marc’s File Clerk a street kid he rescued who just turned 18.

Position in Churson L.T.D.

JR. Partner Lawyer Branch for Freight and Shipping.

Penelope Churson: Marc's Sister Older by not much

Species: Werewolf

Human Form:

Dancer shape, i.e. 36c, Height: 5”8” Eyes Large Round Blue

Facial features: Round faced high boned like a Navajo.

Normal Teeth in the front. Back teeth, backwards curving , to hold food in. Smiles when she is conning or happy.

Wears: Formal and Business wear; Chanel- straight lines. Style for ideas-A-lines shapes/ Empire waist lines. Causal Wear: Plaid shirts, Blue Jeans, Boots. Fetish: Dominatrix/PVC Nurse is Lesbian.

Incidentals

Packs: Knife, tazer, mace.

Drives a Blue Sprite style car... Lives around in Seattle. Pastel colors, flair for dramatics. Probably an arts major at some point. Lascivious before the knife slips in.

Kent Churson: Brother to Bela, Ivan, Laurence:

Species: Werewolf

Human Form:

Former Black Smith Farrier/ Muscular Build wide top narrow waist. Height: 6’4” Eyes Almond Shaped; Range from Dark Gray exterior to interior silver/white.

Facial features: Swarthy Mediterranean. Hair; Short bankers cut.

Normal Teeth in the front. Back teeth, backwards curving . Smiles when winning.

Wears: Formal and Business wear; Brooks Brothers,Causal Wear: None. Fetish: None.

Colors: Reds, Oranges, Yellows/Golds.

Incidentals

Packs: 45˚s handguns, shotguns, loads his own ammo, throwing knives.

Drives a Mercedes Benz, Jaguar . Has homes in Madison Park, The Highlands, Magnolia. Married to Constance Churson (Her colors are pastels former actress); Mother to Penelope, Marc and Timothy/Tiny.

Chairwoman and on Steering Committees to charities she drags Marc ( willingly) into.

Bela Churson:

Species: Werewolf

Human Form:

Rotund. Height: 6’2” . Eyes Blue

Facial features: Swarthy Chiseled

Normal Teeth in the front. Back teeth, backwards curving. Smiles.

Wears: Formal and Business wear; Brooks Brothers, Colors, Blues, greens, reds

Causal Wear: Athletic

Incidentals

Packs: Side Arms, hidden knives, swords.

Driven in a Limo.

Lives in The Highlands in Seattle. Married to Millie who looks like the Queen Mum of England from the 1940’s.

Oversees The Law Contracts for Churson L.T.D.

The Werewolf Form

Head size about 4 feet in length, size of the head of an alligator. Ankle joint comes up to the axle hub on a train. Teeth behind canines curve back like the fangs of a snake, the front are shaped like throwing knife daggers. (Diamond). Colors are varied in fur.

Marc is Black with silver eyes.

Dean is German Shepherd silvery gray with brown eyes, paunchy.

Bela is smoky blue with white eyes like a Husky.

Amorphous Form:

White Ground Fog you find when driving out near marshes and cannot see the road or four feet in front of your car with the headlights on in broad daylight.

If they can shape shift then they are inter-dimensional.

Secondary Characters Continued

King County Coroner Beane, sometimes Newspaper commentary

Height 5’8” 50ish, gray hair, comb over balding. Non de-script suit. Drives a Lincoln. We meet him at the Scene in the Rail Yard, later at the Ghoul's burned out house after Kent Churson’s Bio-team arrives to take out the re-animated corpse and the ghoul.

Mr. and Mrs. White and Family.

At Dean’s Funeral Home, to pick up their son’s body.

Bio- Adjusters

Ex- Military types who know how to kill just about everything that is considered alive that has DNA/RNA, clean up hazardous waste and do exorcisms, and pick off various preternatural beasties. Do have medical knowledge to save lives, some are E.M.T's to make sure nothing escapes the Churson's labs and get picked up accidently. They drive around in Seattle utilizing newspaper vans, delivery trucks and plumbing trucks. They are constantly rescuing Marc when Dean is not driving off leaving him stranded because of his own stupidity leaving the keys in the ignition. They rescue Marc in the Smith Tower when he tries to steal the soul of the Pedophile back from the other realm and gets caught. An gets a righteous ass beating. Think magic circle gone wrong: fire, drowning, freezing. Bits of flesh in a sarcophagus embedded in a wax doll that glows.

Dr. Bonner

Laurelhurst Family Healthcare Clinic

Head of the Clinic

Height 5'6", Salt and pepper hair. Careworn. Bio-industry surgon. Likes his funding money for his bio-industry research for utilizing emotional delay reactions on food additives, and addictive processes with color stimulus response via the optic nerve with the flicker rate of light emitting objects. Works for the Churson family. No questions asked. Stitches Marc up when Dean can't or won't... or gets dragged in by the Bio-adjusters a lot.

Monique Jacobson Of Jacobson and Daughter, Locksmith and Carpentry.

Height 6’2” Caucasian Red hair, BBW. Dimples. Love interest to Marc. She’s not into him-he is interested in her-finally someone other than himself.

Replaces Marc’s doors, as Marc’s family has a tendency to break and enter whenever he has a medical emergency to rescue any pets, toys, reanimated or living, and so they can snoop into his business.

Damel

Height 5”7’ Race Black male, Interior Designer. Remember the character out of the movie The 5th Element who was the broadcaster. Yeah that Mouthy and Loud. Like who is gonna make Marc Churson redecorate with taste?

Atomic Dragon from Nagasaki

Average height and build, full spectrum of colors, brighter eyes than should be-You have seen speed freaks haven't you?

Amorphous pastels and like a heat wave when not in human form. Speaks celestial

(Use Thebian alphabet font) until Marc speaks to it in English. This is brought back from Japan by invitation by Dean because of a Inter-species emergency meeting due to the "Wasting of the Ghoul by the Churson family's bio- adjusters to prevent a turf war."

Skyler

Height 5”6’ Caucasian, Desk Clerk at Apartment Building where Marc lives. Sometimes Marc’s gofer, sometimes love interest.

Churson Family Members Who they are and what they do.

Brothers Churson (Chur being a name of a Persian Sun God)

Kent (Freight shipping and Industry)

Bela (Legal Branch oversees most legal contracts)

Ivan ( Deals with the Legal/Farming branch of the family-he was shot and dumped by the Nazis and later dug out of a pit by Bela) his son Hector is a contemporary of Tiny (Legal Branch) .

Laurence (Deals with the Lumber branch of the family) Who Quadruplets ( identical named after the Four Wisemen ) are:

Magnus ( Freight/shipping land, sea, air ) Ace of Diamonds

Malchior ( Lumber, Grain, ) Ace of Clubs

Balthazar ( Bio -industry, medicine, technology ) Ace of Hearts

Casper ( Black Ops/ Military applications, you really don’t want to know ) Ace of Spades

Hitman. You really don't want to know.

Buildings

Smith Tower Interiors: Building Built in 1914. So it is Art Nouveau/European looking Art Nouveau. It was built well before the Empire State Building in New York City (Which is Art Deco Post World War I).

The Columbia Tower on 5th Avenue

The Building which housed the Buttersworth Mortuary across from the Bauhaus Coffee and Books on Pine. Directly North Facing.

The Stump on Pine Street a coffee place on the Heath Brothers Block, before they started to parcel off their city block to Press Apartment Inc.

Cityscapes:

I arrived in 1996. Right when the boom was going. Buildings were being razed and raised. Working class people were being pushed out and real estate was in so much demand that there was six people to each space per capita. There was no poster law yet. There was music in the street, kids were still panhandling in groups, there was music venues and bars between coffee houses, and bookstores, and homeless shelters. On one corner a coffee house, on another Real Change being hawked, if you wanted to know what sort of style to affect for the week you noticed what the Asian kids were wearing. There were Goths, Rock-a-Billys, Hippies, Ravers, Punks. Everyone else not in collage was working for Microsoft, the U of W, Boeing, Amazon.com, nonprofit groups or infrastructure or startups of some sort. Potential for something was always in the air. Life to be seized for the day. Or the night. As long as you didn’t do drugs the city wouldn’t eat you. This is the Seattle I know.

When I conceived Churson L.T.D. re-titled Loupe Garou, while picking books at Amazon.com in 1999 these were my thoughts. Manuscript maybe a movie. If I was lucky a t.v. mini series. If I was on the edge of creative a Website and a video game, graphic novel.

I based the book on all the pulp fiction of the 1920 and 1930’s and originally wrote it to a formula of food, violence, sex per chapter. The version you’ll look through if you so desire, is the very watered down PG-13 version. The triple X version (With all the graphic sex, between all sexes and human and werewolf) that survives. Is grossly horrifically punctuated with run on sentences, lurks around but not for the faint hearted english majors types.

This manuscript apparently has legs. But life intervenes (Think Degree and Certificate in Web Design, Certificates in Film Production and Direction, providing three years childcare for a godchild). I don't have an agent and I am too busy to run around to shop this myself. Hence its ten years old. I have saved only my rejection letter from Daw.

I had a Life Coach client that shopped the manuscript around L.A. who's client's were producer's. One of who insisted that I copyright it before it left his hands. (Which will queer your pitch if you are trying to get it published in the book world.) It got passed to several more producers who nibbled, but no bites.

I later worked on a project for a fund raiser for a food bank and a woman who read scripts for Paramount Pictures for 19 years read it and told me to make a screen play. So I did and I got more nibbles.

I ran into several people who were published authors who skimmed it. Who were not of the horror genre but thought it would do well. So I thought about it. And life delayed me again last year.

Then this year some person leaves comic books in the give away pile in the laundry room which declares "A series featuring Doc Savage, Batman and The Spirit. And one with Doc Savage." Liking Pulp fiction, I think sign me up! So I walk into the Comic Book store I go by in Renton. The Comic Hut. And so starts a conversation about Comic Books, Pulp Magazines from the 1920's and 1930's, Lovecraft, then onto graphic novels.

This week while sitting and staring at my computer, gut sick with myself thinking why put myself through this artistic climb again, people like my stuff, but no agent, manager, no way to flog this damn horse from a stand still.

I am listening to what I thought was C89.5. A dance music station. They have their fund drive this week, so I twiddle the knob when talking starts and land on music somewhere else, finish a few songs. Then twiddle my way back down and stop on dance music-which I thought was their's on my way back down the numbers. Turned out to be Moving 93. Song fades out, so I waited for another to come on. And that 8 Mile song comes on by Eminem.

I'm not a rap person. However, I know what the song is about.

If that's not some sort of sign from God to get off your arse, and put up your thumbnail sketches online. I don't know what is.

After last year's second round of cancer.Playing chicken with the Angel of Death with anaphylaxic shock, and low potassium levels to boot; These are my thoughts;

Taking another creative shot at short term creative immortality with a graphic novel or a comic, I don't know what could be more life affirming than this. Sharing a piece of myself as written word? This is as scary as facing my own death. And trust me. Dying poorly really sucks if you haven't lived hard, fast and throughly. Savoring, and exacting every damn particle of life.

valewolf@hotmail.com