Well, what do you know? I’ve managed to put TWO pages up in a row! I haven’t done that since mid January. Oh, well here we are. This is the least super heroic thing I’ve drawn. We call this type of stuff “character development.” Oddly, what makes super heroes so endearing is that they are like us; they just happen to have powers or cool toys. Still, most of them have to go to work and earn a living like everyone else. This is one of the things that separates the hero from the villain. The villain says, “Hold on. I can lift cars. Why am I schlepping around a dead end job?” Ultimately, the bad guy figures out a way to make money off his or her gifts, usually to the detriment of his or her fellow man.
Meanwhile, the hero goes off to work. Clark Kent reports to the Daily Planet, Tony Stark heads into Stark Industries, and Peter Parker goes in and endures J. Jonah Jamison’s abuse.
Ironically, the hero, once blessed with his or her extraordinary gifts, does everything he or she can to feel…normal.
After 30 years of reading comics and 42 years on this earth, I have come to the conclusion that this quest for normalcy is what we all strive to do in our daily lives. From the time we get up to the time we hit the hay, each thing we do is an effort to feel normal or at least what we think is normal.
So here we see Nightstik attempting to do just that.