Dreams

When I was little I wanted to be a scientist.
When I was nine I wanted to be a comedian.
When I was fifteen I wanted to be a writer.
When I was twenty I wanted to be a teacher.
Now I am twenty-five... and I am gonna be a comic book artist.
No thanks to family. They are the ones that said you can't be a scientist, you suck at math.
You can't be a comedian, your not funny enough.
You can't be a writer, you will never make enough money.
You can't be a teacher, you don't have the temperment for it.

On Thursday I got an email from Purrsia Press where they asked me to contact them about setting up Catboy at the Con as a comic strip in their publications. ^_^
I can't believe it.
Though I have to say... if I do get to put it in... as a graphic novel or strip in their publication... I would like to dedicate it to a friend of mine. The one that told me I was following my dream from high school... being a comic book artist.
His dream was to be a hunting and fishing guide...
He died December 2, 2005 of cancer.