When I was a kid, I read countless Wizard magazines and read about comics I never thought I'd ever read. Now I know it was a pay-to-play advertorial rag that just catered to the largest advertiser. But back then? Wizard showed me a world where anyone can make comics. I used to imagine myself at comic-con with the comics that I made. I blame Kevin Smith’s Chasing Amy for giving me a false depiction of what it would be like to make comics. I was on a panel with Mike Allred once, so I can’t complain. 

The back of the tabloid would be the top ten artists and writers. I fantasized about being among the likes of Smith, Jim Lee, Marc Silvestri, and other legends. I didn't know this, but there were almost no people of color. (I want to acknowledge Jim Lee as a person of color, but I mean people that look like me.) I never came across a Mexican-American dude from Tucson who's the son of a Mexican migrant and a Mexican, Native American woman. Naturally, I had to be the first.