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I'm thirteen years old again, sitting in the ragged Queen Anne chair my uncle Bob gave us. It was his dead mother's. At my feet is a half empty two liter of mountain dew. The house is quiet, mum and dad are at work, older siblings passed out at their friends. I'm alone with the mountain of sketches piling up beside me. I work with a single mindedness, a line here, thin to broad shading there, until the end product is a drawing of my favorite comic book hero whom I'd later name my son after.
I watch the movie shots today and grin then laugh like a deranged school girl as I recognize a character I never thought to see on the big screen have his own movie and joined by my other favorites who meant a lot growing up in a strange house hold. Deadpool, Gambit, even that skank Emma Frost. Yeah that's right, I'll never forget where she got her start in the Hellfire club.
It's amazing to know that next month I'll be sitting in a dark movie theatre watching these beloved characters brought to life by talented actors. And when the lights dim and the opening rolls onto the screen I'll be thirteen again.
Wolverine movie
I watch the movie shots today and grin then laugh like a deranged school girl as I recognize a character I never thought to see on the big screen have his own movie and joined by my other favorites who meant a lot growing up in a strange house hold. Deadpool, Gambit, even that skank Emma Frost. Yeah that's right, I'll never forget where she got her start in the Hellfire club.

It's amazing to know that next month I'll be sitting in a dark movie theatre watching these beloved characters brought to life by talented actors. And when the lights dim and the opening rolls onto the screen I'll be thirteen again.
Wolverine movie