My father noticed this. He said, “You’re trying to do too much. You’ll burn out.” And he knows I’m stubborn like my mother knew. When I set my mind to prove I can do something, I don’t let go until it’s done. Drawing comic book pages was a boyhood dream. And I clung on to that too long. So, this week, I let it go, knowing I’ll still be painting and drawing, and sketching as a hobby. I’m no professional comic book artist, but I gave it a shot.