With the fifth and final issue of The Overman now squared away with the printer, and knowing that this last issue will be on shelves in April, I'm having a weird depressed moment, a kind of creative decompression, a sense of closure, and certainly some semblance of validation for working so long on this project, and seeing it finally realized exactly as Shane and I intended.
The marketing engine continues, of course. I'm working on a new flash trailer for Book III for the first week of February, to coincide with the publication of the 3rd issue. We'll be updating the preview section of the site to include a few pages from that chapter, so you'll at least be able to brace yourself for what lies ahead in this story. But there's a strange quiet, an emptiness that I can't quite define, a shadow of a reminder that I can't shake loose. I feel drained. Perhaps I should read my own disclaimer on the inside front cover of the first issue. What if that disclaimer is true, after all? If reading this book may cause psychological or physiological 'alterations', then surely it has had some effect on its writer.
In the meantime, I've been doing 'busy work', in a sense. I'm revamping http://www.websbestcomics.com/ from the ground up, and working my way through a number of private commissions. I'm doing a little bit of writing on the side. But there's still that translucent void, a reflection of a shadow. I feel a little like Nathan Fisher, as he glimpses The Atomic Clock out of the corner of his eye, and is shown a symbol; a broken circle, with an arrow pointing down. If you've been reading The Overman, you've seen it too. We're all in this journey together, really. I know how The Overman will end, but I don't really have the answers to the mystery of it, or what its true purpose might be. It will always remain on the horizon, I think, a mirage, forever out of reach.
The Overman Book III arrives in comic shops February 6.
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