I've started inking the images for issue # 8 of my comic book. I've started two months earlier than at this stage last year! I can be halfway finished at the beginning of August! My goal for this month is to finish twelve or thirteen pages. I just want to take my time and do a good job and not have to do anything over. I figure that I will get really revved up as I get further into it.
I've been bothered with my mental health issues lately. Years ago I used to fixate on upcoming dates and agonize over whether I would finally have the answers I wanted to the things that happened to me when I was so sick in 1992 and again in 1995. Nothing would ever happen of these dates. The one major weird thing that happened in the summer of 1999 I talk about in issue # 4: "Anita, You're the Reason I'm Not In Prison." That time wasn't about a date, that was about people trying to turn my life upside- down, and what happened instead.
In 1992 I was in Emo's when I saw a guy named Patrick. I kind of wanted to punch him because he played in role in introducing "Jenna" to a boyfriend and on and on. I remember walking by him and he just sort of opened a hand and I walked off thinking, "I don't know what's going on." I talk about the events that follow in the song "Richy Vegas, the Blind Assassin p.1," which is the only you tube video I have posted so far.
I think I did okay that time, even though I didn't have all the facts in. Tommy Lanigan-Schmit declared me a "person of faith" after he listened to, "Richy Vegas, the Blind Assassin, p.1." I agreed and decided that I believed in God son after he told me that.
It's probably not about this date, my upcoming 50th birthday, it's never been about dates, except on March 1st, 1995. Maybe with this latest book some of the people I talk about in it will try to sue me and all this stuff will come to light in court one day.
After all this time, I know about as little now as I did when I saw Patrick in Emo's and walked off saying to myself, "I don't know what's going on."
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