Ahhh, Steverino. My pet.

As with most characters, Steverino kind of evolved. waaaaaaay back in the early 90's I used to draw this little kid named "Jimmie", and I suppose that was start if this whole wacky 'square jawed' thing. By 1996 I had moved a town over, and began to make a lot of new friends. One of them was Bettina- who I had a crush on. For Christmas, I had made her a small book of "Where's Waldo"-styled cartoons featuring our group of friends and a bunch of random celebrities and stuff. The following spring, I continued to draw in this style, no making really unfunny random gags featuring Danny Boy, myself, Bettina, and the same group of friends. I began to recieve attention for these cartoons, and I like attention. I had decided that by May of '97, when we'd be graduating, I'd make a book of cartoons for my friends and give them away as graduation presents. Awesome ones! This... was the birth of the much-treasured "Steverino is: The Fresh Prince of Madison!" At the time I thought it would be awesome to bring back the fleurescent striped shirts and sideways hat of my idol, but most agreed I could not pull it off.

The comics, by golly, were a hit. That summer, I continued to draw them. I did a few weeks worth of strips about me and my then-girlfriend Briana. In August, she dumped me. Woe! At a end-of-summer party at my homie Shelly's house, things began to come together. Mike Attebery was there. "These strips are genius!" he said, his hair blown back from the sweeping winds of truth. I also met the one... the only... the Cori here! Actually I'd met her a month earlier but I won't count that for story purposes. In my smoothest Steverino demeanor, I told her she would be the Chosen one, Steverino's infatuation. Her reply, "Okay, but I still get to be that character once you're famous!" I got her address and would send her month after month of creepy declarations of love. But that is skipping ahead!

One warm summer afternoon, I was at Mike's house, when we were talking shop. He, too, was a creator, you see, making many home movies with our same group of friends. It was he who thought I should make a fan club, a group of people who would recieve monthly cartoon offerings from yours truly. It was all falling into place. We ran to his room and typed up the subscription form then and there. Bettina, Mike, Matt, Laura, Shelly, Jack, Cori, Briana, Amy, the whole group was in! My family were fans, I had a fan club!

I sent them out every month. 25 pages each, 3 cartoons a page! Photographs, fan mail, random musings, it was awesome. The stories began to get personal. I wrote about Briana breaking up with me. I wrote about my cousin wanting to be a Spice Girl. I outted Danny Boy's power over women coming from his hat. People were furious. But entertained. After the third issue, Grandma lined up a few newspaper interviews. I was in the Shoreline Times with a nice 3 page article. It was a slow news day.

Over the months, my style would alter. It went from sloppy, to a neater presentation, then I drew larger and tighter. Eventually I tried using a brush instead of a micron pen, and for a while I did not use the squared jaws at all!

In September of 1998, I had done the issue "Tales of the Broken Hearted", about Steverino being jealous of Cori's new boyfriend. It was actually written about Briana and her new boyfriend. A friend of mine had told me about a contest being sponsored by Follet College stores and Andrew McMeel Publishing. It was judged by famous cartoonists, searching for the next great comic strip. I pulled 9 of my favorite strips from that month and sent them in. Late that winter, I'd learned I'd taken grand prize. My cartoons were published in a book, I won enough money to finally get a computer, and I had my own book signing that went very well until Danny Boy came in and brought with him bad luck. The lines went away, and he said 'Well, you tried, Steverino.'

Having graduated the year before, "Steverino" still made the rounds in high school through the likes of Amy, Laura, and Briana. One fateful day, I recieved an email from a girl I did not know- Taryn. This began quite the email courtship and a swelled ego for me. Looking at my yearbook, she was very cute, someone I'd recognized from school. We became fast friends and she was the latest character in the "Steverino" world. My stories with her often revolved around my true-to-life shyness to ask her out, though she'd even told me she'd say yes. (this is/was a recurring theme in my life. It is depressing.) Wanting to spend more time with her, I offered her the gig of a lifetime: writing the "Steverino" movie with me.

Mike Attebery, creatively distraught at Film School in NY, was missing the old days of home movie making, and digging the "Steverino" installments. I pitched him the idea of doing a movie based on the comics. He was into the idea. I began spending time at Taryn's (at this point, I had no computer). I dictated, she typed! She'd write some scenes herself. We'd play Mario RPG. We sent Mike the script. He agreed, it was gold. It was long, we couldn't film half the scenes, and there weren't enough silly costumes, but there was something there.

That summer of '98, we filmed a milestone in cinematic history. We called out the troops- regulars like Mike himself, thespian Matt DeCapua, fellow filmmaker Jack Lilburn, and we got newcomers like me, Taryn, Cori, and Mike's coworker at the bookstore to play Briana. The story revolved around Steverino falling for Trina- who I created to be the "briana" ex-girlfriend, since Briana did not like her portrayal in that role. Steverino meets and falls for Trina (played by Taryn), who ultimately leaves him. In this version of "Steverino" history, Cori warms up to Steverino because he is friends with Danny Boy, who is his cousin. I did not write that. That was Mike's doing.

Mike went back to school and edited the whole thing together. It was released to the public that winter. I drove through a snowstorm to visit Taryn and show her the movie. The verdict was: Not bad! Cringeworthy at first, but ultimately sweet and a little better on each subsequent viewing.

It's very meaningful to me- Taryn died in an accident that next summer. I was glad to have spent that much time with her, to have created something with her, and to have that movie as a reminder of her. I'm thankful we got to finish it and show it to her before that happened.

Shortly before that, I had ended 'Steverino proper.' The monthly schedule was proving to be too much, after almost 3 years, I found that I'd plateaued, and the strip was not improving any more. I wanted to take my time and really make every strip the best it could be. At this point, it was less about just having fun, and more about trying to get syndicated. I was 20 now, and loved doing this so much that I knew I wanted it to be a career.

I did a lot more work after the last monthly issue. I'd abandoned continuity, but kept most of the characters. I tried a strip with danny boy as the main character, I'd done an issue with Steverino and Taryn as the main characters, I did a few issues that were going to be autobiographical, about my high school years.

The reception I got from syndicates was increasingly good, I'd made contacts at the syndicates and had people rooting for me, but they all agreed it wasn't quite 'there' yet. Feeling rejected, I tried my hand at other things; I wrote a screenplay about an Art Teacher with Mike Attebery; I'd done comic books. Ultimately I did "Emo Boy" and found a publisher. You can find most of the Steverino gang in each issue if you look for them.

Shortly after finishing up 'Steverino' completely, Danny Boy was working in a print shop. He helped me put together a collection of the whole thing. I'd left out the sunday strips and certain comics I lost. The finished book collection was nearly 300 pages, with 4 cartoons on each page. It was expensive, the printing job was bad, and some of it was unreadable.

Recently, I gave another stab at making a good collection. Having found Comixpress through printing Emo Boy when I was self-publishing, I thought they could do a good job in making a decent "Steverino" collection. What I ended up with is 3 books worth of comics. With each book being around 168 pages, I collected every single comic, sunday comic, I put in the fan mail, the prose writings, the watercolors, pictures, commentary, newspaper articles, basically every piece of "Steverino" memorabilia I could find to get the complete experience. It was so much more than just a comic about my friends, it was really it's own thing that just snowballed over the years. If you've read this far, you owe it to yourself to check it out! Right now the first book is available. The second is with the printers, and the third I'm still working on. so go on and check it out! It's only $10!

Which brings us to today. Working on those books made me realize how much I'd missed doing these comics. There's a big part of me in them. I'm not sure where it's going or for how long I can do it, but we're here, so read the new stuff, get the books and read the old stuff, or course read Emo Boy, and let me know what you think.

You're here and reading this, and that means a lot to me.