Many of you readers know I have four kids. All four have shown up on the blog a lot lately, I’m not sure why, really, but the trend continues.
I’ve meant to put this up for quite a while , it’s the opening chapter of a comic book I did with my son, Taylor, back when he was seven years old. When kids are that age, parents often read them a bed-time story, but Taylor insisted we do it backwards – that he WRITE himself a bedtime story, and that I illustrate it. Each night for a couple of months, Taylor would create two pages of a story, telling me what to draw, rather specifically, in the panels, while dictating the dialogue…and it all went onto pieces of folded paper (so it would resemble a printed comic book).
There are many chapters of this epic tale, this is the first one. Some of the word balloons are hard to read, I know, I think Taylor lettered one or two of them.
WHEW! What a cliffhanger!! Whatever will Flash do?!?
Tune in some time in the random future when I publish another instalment of this fantastic tale. Not next week, I’ll have something else next week. And not likely the week after that, but some time!
Who says this is the Bun Toons age of random nepotism?
Ty the Guy OUT!!
It was done many years after the comic my son Taylor wrote, but it turned out a zillion times more successful – so, here’s your “written-by-a-real-kid” comic book bonus moment: THE ORIGIN OF AXE-COP!
If you don’t know about Axe-Cop, you’re out of the loop, baby! Get hip to the sick webcomic goodness here.
For last week's "written-by-an-adult" Bun Toons, click the face of death.
For Every Bun Toon ever, click the still living Bunny