Ahh the summer of '98! For most people their summers in high school are marked with fun adventures, fornicating, and living life to its fullest! For me though it wasn't. I was a friendless loser looking for a place to happen. My summer is remembered by comics... not ones I read but one I wrote/drew.
Each day of the summer between grade 10 and 11 I'd deliver the newspaper from 5:30am-6:30am, come home, eat breakfast, and watch TV till 8 or 9 am. Then I would set up my desk, taking it from my bedroom, and placing it in front of the TV in the living room and spend the next seven or eight hours drawing a comic.
Though unseen by anyone (besides me) for the last decade and a half, I'm placing it on the internet now so you guys can see it. And so my sixteen year old self can feel happy in the fact that his work got out there and had a chance to find a place to happen.
And since there is 24 pages in total I'm gonna milk this thing off and on for a whole bunch of blogs!
The comic revolves around a super hero and his friends, is meant to be funny, has continuous story line elements but is told in small 1-8 page stories. Oh and of course since I don't learn in a school environment my spelling in these stories is terrible.
Here is the first half of the first story of the comic. I hope you enjoy. (and my sixteen year old self really really hopes you enjoy... he's a dork.)