It was around the 1993 and I had come up home here, in Upstate New York, to visit my family one winter. As usual, the cousins got together at a bar to hang. Living in Richmond, Virginia at the time, I got home usually three times a year to see everyone. There were probably 8 cousins hanging out this particular night in a seedy place about 10 miles from where I grew up in Fort Edward. Things got loud, we got buzzed on various boozes from the bar and played Metallica on the juke box. Oh, yeah ~ Metallica was one of my favorites back then and we were listening to the “And Justice For All” CD on the box. Well, not everyone in the bar was enjoying it, but we were. And no one was gonna tell the cousins what we could or couldn’t listen to.
So my cousin Z and I were hanging out together. We’ve been pretty much inseparable since we were kids and it wasn’t uncommon that we’d be found together at a cousin’s gathering. I had written a few novellas and brought them up to show Z. After reading one of them, he looked at me and said, “Man…we should probably do a graphic novel with this stuff one day”. I was pretty pumped about that as Z had just done some cover art for a comic book called “Chromium Man”. But alas, I went back to Richmond and we fell out of contact. No graphic novel came of that novella. Which was a pretty cool love story between a guy and a ghost. Oh, well.
I left Richmond in 1998 to come home. Richmond didn’t have any of my family there. They were either in Upstate New York or down in North Carolina. So, Z and I began to hang out again. A lot actually. We started playing music and played a few gigs at that same seedy bar we hung out in years before. Now, over a decade had passed since I even moved home. Last summer, 2009, I happened to be flying a trip somewhere in the states and Z and I were yacking on Facebook. We’d been hashing out a graphic novel concept. We wanted it to be something about a vigilante type antagonist, but we didn’t want him to be the typical Spiderman/Batman dude. We wanted him to be a little more real. And there was another thing this character had to ride a motorcycle, since both Z and I ride. So, this picture hit me when he sent it. I immediately got into a stream of consciousness and began to write. No thought. No nothing. Just writing. I sent it back to Z with the pic. That was it. August 2009. I’d estimate it took us about 15 years to actually do what we said we wanted to do…start putting together a graphic novel. Luckily, we have a quick learning curve. Hell, it took us less than a month to actually create this blog for Vigil-8. We might actually be able to create world peace next week. Stay tuned!
-J
February 27, 2010
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