The Line

  Hmm. Where to start.

  I wrote 'Maintenance', this week's comic, over a year ago. That was the first, and so far only time in my life that I wasn't sure if I crossed the line.

  And I'm not one to second guess myself. I know that I like my entertainment twisted. I love horror, and it takes a lot to make me uncomfortable. I was raised on a healthy diet of creepy and weird, and I can take a lot.

 It wasn't -by far- the first time I had to include a warning when I sent a script out to my trusted test readers (as a matter of fact, just yesterday my sister got the “heads up, it's stomach turning” note attached to my latest script). And every time I get in touch with an artist I ask them specifically to see if they have any problems with the content. I want them to think about it. I don't want any crying later on, and I want everybody to be comfortable with being part of this project. I know that some of the things I write are out there.

  But 'Maintenance' was different. Looking back it doesn't seem much worse than some of the other stuff I wrote, so I'm not even sure why I had so much doubt about it. Maybe because I had a niece who was just about that age. Or maybe because there is something truly tragic about babies who get brain injuries, and I didn't want to make light of it. Showing children in jeopardy is a tough one.

  At the end I decided to go with it (obviously, since you can read the comic), but I thought it was a good opportunity to talk about content. I am very conscious of it. I'm prone to over-analyze everything, so don't mind me rambling, but I do think it's important. I want my comics to have something to say. Even these short stories. Sometimes I'm not too subtle, and the “message” is up and front, but I don't care. I rather come off too artsy and pretentious than to put something out that I don't really care about. It takes so much work to transform an idea into a comic that it's not worth doing unless it has some meat on its bones. Something you can actually bite into.