I Think That Superhero Comics In Particular

I Write Constantly, So It Flows From One Project To The Next, And I Would Edit Everything Endlessly If I Had The Chance. I Can Always See Ways To Improve What I've Done. At The Same Time, Knowing It's All An Ongoing Life's Work Allows Me To Be Less Precious About Blind Alleys, Failed Experiments, And Misfires.

We Tell Our Children They're Trapped Like Rats On A Doomed, Bankrupt, Gangster-haunted Planet With Dwindling Resources, With Nothing To Look Forward To But Rising Sea Levels And Imminent Mass Extinctions, Then Raise A Disapproving Eyebrow When, In Response, They Dress In Black, Cut Themselves With Razors, Starve Themselves, Gorge Themselves, Or Kill One Another.

The Moon Is So Beautiful. It's A Big Silver Dollar, Flipped By God. And It Landed Scarred Side Up, See? So He Made The World.

In The World Of The Superheroes, Everything Had Value, Potential, Mystery. Any Person, Thing, Or Object Could Be Drafted Into Service In The Struggle Against Darkness And Evil - Remade As A Weapon Or A Warrior Or A Superhero. Even A Little Bee Named Michael - After God's Own Avenging Angel - Could Pitch In To Win The Battle Against Wickedness.

Hell Changes Constantly But There Are Certain Consistent Landmarks Which Always Stay In The Same Relation To One Another.