Friday night my creative side did not want to sleep. Instead it turned Camille’s bed time story over and over in my head. Sometimes its like being locked in a roller-coaster with no way off. Like Commissioner Gordon in the killing joke. The creative side once activated is taking you for a ride come hell or high-water. Luckily the imagery was nothing like that mind breaking story. I confess that I would have not been able to maintain composure. One way or another I would have reacted violently towards that monster.

Guess I am no Batman… I’m going to go read The Crow again.

Angrilicus Dwarficus

 

Nod