I never thought that one single book could create such a mess in my mind. Not the normal comic book producing mess, like the time it takes to research or draw, or even the months expecting it to sell or people to talk about it. That's normal. It's weird when it haunts you everyday you pick up a copy in your shelf.
I have this relationship with Horns of Hattin, my third book. Since day one it was a crazy experience. Even before it's completion it was demanding. A friend of mine was supposed to do it, but it didn't happened. After trying to solve this personal/professional issue (that was never really solved) I had only six months to work on it's 120 pages. And this book was meant to be part of Shane's incomplete trilogy, so it couldn't be done lightly. I had to make it perfect or at least put all my soul in it. I did the later surely. All of it are in those pages, bad drawn and all. All the fears and expectations are printed with the uneven material that I used on those old papers. The originals are pieces of art, not for it's artistic achievements, but for it's deformities. But the book was done. Kako's cover make it looks like a real book. Not just my guts printed in brown. Maybe I took the readers far from his story and too much closer to my hart.
This book demanded more that life. We'll never forget all those who died during it's making.
The real deal is that after all this blood shed we had not many reviews or sales. The book is in the oblivion, far from those whom the book was written to.
Today I have mixed feelings about the book. Some days I hate it, some others I only think it is pretty confusing. Shane has a crazy gift of making everyday stories into sagas and myths. He can grab you when you least expected. Some of the best scenes I have ever seen in comics was in my mind while reading his scripts. If Horns of Hattin is any good, is because of him.
So, this must be his making: http://graphicnovelscomics.suite101.com/article.cfm/thehornsofhattin