Steven D. Forbes

Let me tell you, things are getting VERY interesting for me. VERY interesting, indeed. Let me tell you some of it.

I’m the editor of Lionman and the Seven Kurodos. I’ve been speaking with Grand Master Eric O’Neal, and he took the e-mail I sent him to the board he sits on, and they confirmed me for the job. So, I’m in, and the things this man has brewing for this concept are totally insane! Totally! I’m SO excited I can barely contain it!

This isn’t just about the graphic novel, but it is. EVERYTHING ties back into it. There’s a 20 city tour kicking off next month in Atlanta. In every city, he’s going to be searching for 7 teenagers to compete to be one of the 7 kurodos. Where does this tour wrap up? In Los Angeles. Disneyworld. That’s right. Disney has already signed off on this. It ends there in June. The winners then get their likenesses put in the next graphic novel.

And that’s just the tip of the iceberg. It’s going to be something. There are plans, and as they come closer to fruition, I’ll be able to share more with you. But like I said, an exciting time!

There are a few road bumps, though. It wouldn’t be life without them. The first one is the initial book. The initial book is going to be scrapped, in favor of the new book I’m going to helm. Right now, I’m searching for a creative team to do this new book. Grand Master O’Neal knows what he wants to see, and I know what I want to see, and together, we’re going to bring that vision to life. I’ve been looking at some online portfolios, as well as contacting people I’ve worked with before in order to get this job done. When we get it together, after what I’m perceiving to be a shaky start, we’re going to rock and roll. Why shaky? Because things are always shaky until everyone gets their bearings. It should be good, though.

Lionman is going to rock. Just the thought of what can be accomplished with this gives me chills. It’s going to be HOT!

I’ve also picked up another editing gig. This is just scriptwork, and won’t take too long. It’ll be good. It’s already done, and I’m just waiting for the money to be transferred so I can send the writer the script back. Yes, I saved the writer some money by having them agree to let me post a few pages on The Proving Grounds. That was done, so it won’t hurt the wallet as much.

I’m also moving forward with John Lees. He hired me for project management, and what I’ve done is started to teach him the ropes of what to look for and what to run away from when he does his projects. He’s getting an education I never got, because there wasn’t anyone like me around to show an up and comer the ropes. Sucks, but such is life. He’ll be fine when this is all over.

Anyway, with my guidance, we found a penciler who can also ink himself, and when the pages are done, we’ll be looking for a colorist and letterer. We’ll then start the submission process to a few places. He wants to try the traditional route first, and I think he has a strong enough story to pull it off.

Harry Durnan has also gotten me a script, finally. I’ll be working on that tomorrow night, while at work. Hell, I may work on it tomorrow morning. I haven’t decided yet. He should be getting it soon, though. He’s come a ways down the path, so I’m not expecting this to be horrible. I’ll be finding out sometime tomorrow, I guess.

That’s it about the comic stuff. Real life has been interesting, as well.

We moved. Downsized from a four bedroom house to a two bedroom apartment. Yeah. Fun, right? For all intents and purposes, the move itself is done. It’s now just a matter of cleaning the house, which I’ll do after work each day. It should be finished by Saturday, I’m thinking. That’ll be good. The apartment, though…that’s another couple of weeks. We have to decide what’s staying and what’s going into storage, and find a place for whatever stays. Not my idea of a good time, but it’s for a worthy cause. We’re not moving again for three to four years, maybe even five. The plan is to get the debt down to nothing, as well as find some time to live a little. In the house, we weren’t living. We were existing to pay bills. This move should alleviate all of that.

My stepson, Isaiah, is going to try to join the Navy. He’s 19. I hope he makes it. I don’t think he will, but I abso-smurfly want him to prove me wrong. That would be smurfariffic. Why don’t I think he’ll make it? Because I think he’s got a little bit of bitch in him. Enough that he won’t make it. Like I said, I hope he proves me wrong. I want him to. But I dn’t think that’s going to be the case. And when he comes back, I’m going to play Jimmy’s Got A Little Bit of Bitch in Him. George Clinton rules.

And I’m tired. No, really. I went to work, came home and moved, and moved, and cleaned and moved, and put things in their places and moved, and I have more cleaning and moving and putting in their places tomorrow. THIS time, however, we’re keeping all the damned boxes! No more of this shit!

Okay, time for a small nap. A couple of hours. I have to get up early in the morning in order to actually sleep in the afternoon.

Go watch 30 Days of Night. You’ll thank me later.

-Steven

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