<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347</id><updated>2011-06-23T14:05:18.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ghost In You</title><subtitle type='html'>Personal Thoughts and Journeys --

</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>337</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-112597635925846727</id><published>2005-09-12T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T22:03:25.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Ghost In MeThe road is long, the shadows dark, the path sometimes unclear.  Yet fearless I walk, hopeful I follow, with a grin from ear to ear.The Ghost In Me... Has been unbound... ...From the shroud of shame that kept me from the truth.  ...From the binds of doubt that held me to my past.  ...From the chains of fear that bound me to my bones. The Ghost In Me... Has been unraveled...Sent out</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112597635925846727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112597635925846727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112597635925846727' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-112643050773745959</id><published>2005-09-10T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T03:03:51.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So... I have an announcement to make...  Something big... Stay tuned.--Will</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112643050773745959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112643050773745959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112643050773745959' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-112643296583511980</id><published>2005-09-10T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T03:07:17.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>RootsAll passion is rooted in something.  All great artists are able to tap into that.  The one's that I am most inspired and entertained by knew their roots well, and always kept them close at hand.  My friend Brian here and I have a lot of roots in common.  Only he's kept his closer to the surface, never far from knowing where they came from.  Maybe it has to do with being around so many fully </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112643296583511980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112643296583511980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112643296583511980' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-112642817705375413</id><published>2005-09-10T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T02:23:49.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CatalystI had a fascinating Epiphany about a week before I came to San Diego.  I remember explaining it to my friend Luis.  It was the strange realization that "I could influence those that have influenced me."  The power within that is hard to fathom. Every artist I've ever admired, can in some way, afford to grow.  One can always - and should always continue to grow.  But in some strange way I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112642817705375413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112642817705375413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112642817705375413' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-112637805316557858</id><published>2005-09-09T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T02:24:05.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>StorytellersI went to a bonfire last night at my friend Heather's house.  It was a lot of fun.  Her house is way down at the bottom of this valley, with hardly any other houses around.  It feels almost like a campground.  With giant trees looming over us, and a nice big fire going, bongos playing with Diggereedoo and a bunch of my friends from Seaworld hanging around chilling.  Very cool.  I even</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112637805316557858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112637805316557858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112637805316557858' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-112607042385991578</id><published>2005-09-06T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T22:42:55.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>One Last thing...This has been a very eventful year for me.  And it looks to be, the next few years may be very fruitful because of it.  I've delved deep into myself and I feel like I've come up a new man.  With all the tools one needs to be successful.  But there is one last bulwark left to break.  The rampart that has hindered my foothold from the beginning.Planning.With all the opportunities </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112607042385991578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112607042385991578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112607042385991578' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-112595906312228431</id><published>2005-09-05T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T15:56:42.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Re-connectionThe mind is a very strange thing.. at least... MY mind is a very strange thing.  A while back I was struggling to let go of my romantic expectations.  Life is something altogether different now.  I thumb through the pages of my memories and think of all the unnecessary struggles I put myself through.  How many times I broke my own heart from trying too hard.  The past couple weeks </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112595906312228431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112595906312228431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112595906312228431' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-112589515115908177</id><published>2005-09-04T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T15:33:12.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last DayThis was my last day at Legoland.  I didn't do much drawing today.  In fact I opened an hour late and closed an hour early.  I spent a lot of the day hanging out with my friends.  The job really has changed me.  I'm very glad that I followed through with it.  Getting hugs from everyone as they left one by one for the night, I could really see a difference in them too.  Not even speaking </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112589515115908177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112589515115908177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112589515115908177' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-112570928969707572</id><published>2005-09-02T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T23:27:52.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Processing - MarketingJust getting this out of my head...Of all the blessings that I've experienced since living in San Diego, my roommate has probably been the best thing of all.  I've had so much insight into the world through him.  Especially involving money, business and social interaction.  I've been challenged constantly by him to rethink why I do what I do.  And to consider financial </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112570928969707572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112570928969707572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112570928969707572' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-112542132705565116</id><published>2005-08-30T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T01:28:18.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Unraveling Me - Part ONEThis whole month has been an incredibly emotionally freeing journey.  Cutting through the surface of my life - past the insecurities, intentions, inspirations - and digging deep into my past, getting ever closer to the core of who I am.  I'm not there yet.  Maybe some day.  But unraveling my past... has given me more peace than I ever thought possible.  To think, this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112542132705565116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112542132705565116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112542132705565116' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-112547876107530005</id><published>2005-08-30T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T02:15:32.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Unraveling Me - Part TWOI wanted to make a second post regarding this topic, to illustrate the other side of things.  The other side of being molested.  The upside... if you can call it that?  I basically stopped growing emotionally from the age of 8 to the age of 20 when I started dating Misty (the first time).  I stayed locked in that place for all those years.  Holding onto the childhood that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112547876107530005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112547876107530005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112547876107530005' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-112521859404353506</id><published>2005-08-28T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T02:07:08.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Watts Atelier - WEEK SIXStoryboarding and Sequential artToday was such a weird day.  Not really with the classes.  Though it was strange too.  I've been in a funk the last couple days.  I've been sick lately, and exhausted from work.  And I'm still sad about Brenna.  I have a lot of sensitivity issues with suicide.  And I guess it triggered something.  I spent a couple hours in the pool at my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112521859404353506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112521859404353506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112521859404353506' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-112504089822505448</id><published>2005-08-26T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T20:35:50.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Misty called me tonight.  Her best friend Brenna Huff killed herself.  I'd never heard her cry like that before.  It broke my heart.  I've known both of them since they were sixteen.  I wish I were there.  I wish I could do something.  I can't even imagine how much it must hurt.  ...Not that there's much I could do.I can never understand how having no life at all seems better than the life that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112504089822505448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112504089822505448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112504089822505448' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-112461100328247749</id><published>2005-08-21T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T01:20:21.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Watts Atelier - WEEK FIVEMy camera broke.  Finally.  Again.  It makes me sad.  So no more pictures.  Unless someone out there has an extra one laying around they might want to send me.  What really sucks is that this was definitely a breakthrough week.  I made a fantastic   leap in quality, I think.  Both in the storyboarding class and especially in the figure quick-sketch.  But alas, no </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112461100328247749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112461100328247749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112461100328247749' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-112453039754113809</id><published>2005-08-20T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T10:33:26.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>happiness,and happenstanceI've had two almost simultaneous break-throughs this week emotionally.  Which is ironic, because this has been one of the toughest weeks for me emotionally since I moved to San Diego.  I've been really lonely - best friends getting married, ex-girlfriends moving on, happy couples everywhere - that sort of thing.  It always seems to get to me at least once a year.  And </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112453039754113809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112453039754113809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112453039754113809' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-112451775880329094</id><published>2005-08-19T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T23:04:10.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>STAR WARS: The backstroke of the westBadly translated star wars. Not that the original ep 3 wasn't already a bit fuddled.--Will</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112451775880329094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112451775880329094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112451775880329094' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-112448251435087167</id><published>2005-08-19T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T13:23:16.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Kaman's Fest!Gas is RIDICULOUS right now!  I'm afraid to say that because I thought $2.50 a gallon was bad.  That's the reason I switched from Seaworld to Legoland, so I would only have to fill up once a week instead of three times a week.  I read the other day that SanDiego has the highest gas in the nation right now.  I guarantee it's almost exclusively because of the tourist </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112448251435087167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112448251435087167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112448251435087167' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-112417903271604275</id><published>2005-08-16T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T20:39:16.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sketch DumpBeen a while since I posted any sketches.  Little bit of everything here.I've been listening to Johnny Cash lately, and I really dig his version of John Henry, very vivid visuals.  Did a quick bunch of sketches of him.  I'm trying to compose my sketches a lot more in my sketchbook.  Creating montage's and purposeful images instead of a bunch of floating heads.  I really love the way it</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112417903271604275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112417903271604275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112417903271604275' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-112403896199863677</id><published>2005-08-15T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T22:32:14.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PerspectiveThis is interesting.  One of my friends at Seaworld emailed me to say that he did a Google search for Perspective Tutorials and MINE came up No.1!  Crazy, eh?  I wish I had time to clean up all those lines a bit more, lol.  And maybe expand on it and do some really good 2-point and 3-point versions of it, and go into some storytelling aspects of perspective.  I've got all these great </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112403896199863677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112403896199863677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112403896199863677' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-112408753892650240</id><published>2005-08-14T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T22:48:23.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Watts Atelier - Week FOURCaricature IllustrationSkipped it.  Too tired.  Feel bad about it.  But not that bad.  Drew more than 100 caricatures this week.  Mood for learning how to do it better: nillch(that's zilch and nill if you di'n know). Sure I missed something super important and will regret it for the rest of my life.  Let you know next week what it was.StoryBoarding and Sequential ArtWent </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112408753892650240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112408753892650240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112408753892650240' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-112378204501284568</id><published>2005-08-11T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T10:40:45.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>COMICS JAM!!!Brandon in Lubbock just emailed me that there will be a comic jam in Lubbock this month.  SO spread the word everyone!  Heres the info...Monday, August 15th 8:00-11:00pm J&amp;B Coffee (26th &amp; Boston) GO!  Have fun!  Bring your friends and bring your sketchbooks and pencils!--Will</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112378204501284568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112378204501284568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112378204501284568' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-112339922940661555</id><published>2005-08-06T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T19:39:31.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Watts Atelier - Week THREEToday was a good day.  One of those days that reminds you why all the hard work and struggle is worthwhile.  I definitely feel blessed in my pursuit of this dream.  And I feel like my life is headed in a pretty incredible direction.  One in which I haven't even the capacity to understand at this time.  I don't know what it was really about today that was so awesome, I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112339922940661555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112339922940661555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112339922940661555' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-112323247702734822</id><published>2005-08-05T02:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T02:04:54.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WatermelonSo I drew this kid the other day at Legoland.  I asked him what he wanted to be drawn as.  He looks at me, straight-faced and says without hesitation, "A watermelon."  I put my pen down briefly to start to draw and then it finally registers that he just said he wanted to be drawn as a watermelon.  I look over to the mom and ask... "Did he just say... he wants to be drawn as a watermelon</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112323247702734822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112323247702734822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112323247702734822' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-112296268507971868</id><published>2005-08-01T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T23:05:07.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>New Sketch and VideoI was driving to work this morning and I saw the coolest thing.  Letting my mind run wild I imagined it to be a dragon riding in the back of a truck.  But that's how I am sometimes.  Right click and save target to watch.  MOVIE.And one of the girls I work with in Caricatures asked me this morning to do a drawing of Nightcrawler for her.  One I've never drawn Nightcrawler and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112296268507971868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112296268507971868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112296268507971868' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-112279293716171028</id><published>2005-07-30T23:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T23:14:43.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Watts Atelier - Week TwoWeek two seemed to be much more mellow.  Wasn't quite as crazy and overwhelming as the first week, yet it seemed like more of the same.  Which when it's awesome, is a good thing.CaricaturesWe jumped right into the features of the face, and how they are broken down by ethnic categories and age groups.  A lot of recapping for me, but it was still interesting to see.  Then we</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112279293716171028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112279293716171028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112279293716171028' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-112265671082816649</id><published>2005-07-29T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T10:10:36.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AWESOME!!!My cousin Melonie sent this to me.  It's hilarious, if not a little too close to home(so to speak).  If you've never lived in LUBBOCK, you don't know what you're missing out on.--Will</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112265671082816649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112265671082816649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112265671082816649' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-112197134377814721</id><published>2005-07-27T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T00:08:11.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Some of you may already know that I keep several blogs.  Part of it is because I write so much sometimes that I think it gets overwhelming for readers.  And of course... there are other reasons.  So I try to keep this one pared down to "update" stuff.  Anyways, I wasn't going to post this, but I've had a few powerful emails and comments about it that I figured I'd share it here.  Hopefully some </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112197134377814721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112197134377814721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112197134377814721' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-112243779403347006</id><published>2005-07-26T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T21:16:34.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LegolandWork sucked today.  (It's funny, I never get on here and say work ROCKED today.. it's always work sucked!  blah blah blah.)  I worked 12 hours yesterday - manager meeting in the morning, and then worked all day.  To make it worse I was closing manager last night and opening manager today.  So it was a little tough getting out of bed this morning.  I never wake up past 8 anymore but for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112243779403347006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112243779403347006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112243779403347006' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-112235944442923599</id><published>2005-07-25T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T23:33:29.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Artistic EuphoriaI'm starting to get back to bidness with my art again.  I spent the last couple weeks just playing with it and having fun like a kid with a new toy.  But I'm ready to get back to doing some real work.  Umm... right after this...Theme park Bingo - TFTW: Too fat to walk.  We get these people weighing 300/400 plus pounds whizzing around the park on little scooters.  It is a sight to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112235944442923599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112235944442923599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112235944442923599' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-112218948973239322</id><published>2005-07-23T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T00:28:17.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Watts Atelier - Week OneThis is the first week of my second term at the Watts Atelier.  I feel superbly enthusiastic and ready to learn.  I've spent the last couple weeks really trying to apply the Tonal/Abstraction technique to all of my drawings, especially in my sketch book.  And I have had some amazing results, especially in the last few days.  So coming into these new classes this week I was</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112218948973239322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112218948973239322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112218948973239322' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-112198751885961873</id><published>2005-07-21T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T16:17:59.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>New ArtI figure it's been a while since I've put any artwork up.  So here's a few recent sketches.  I mentioned in an earlier post how bored I've been at work lately and so I've just been going overboard when it's slow.  This demo caricature is a result of that.  And so is conan fighting the Lava men.  I feel my artwork ebbing ever closer to a slick mainstream style that I never thought could </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112198751885961873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112198751885961873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112198751885961873' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-112198809638156401</id><published>2005-07-21T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T16:23:50.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ComicBookConventions.ComMy thanks to the guys at Comicbookconventions.com for linking to my Comic-Con posts.  I've had about 300 new visitors to my Blog and SITE in the last few days.  I hope it was informative (or at least entertaining) to everyone that came to visit.  --Will</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112198809638156401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112198809638156401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112198809638156401' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-112182986569629603</id><published>2005-07-19T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T20:33:11.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sense of DirectionI woke up this morning at 7 minutes to seven.  After a rush of visions and emotions in dream.  As I laid there processing with my waking consciousness, I realized that it was a clearly defined path for my life to follow.  One filled with goals, dreams and passions both new and old... some VERY old.  Each of them tied loosely together by the fabric of the unknown and seeds of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112182986569629603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112182986569629603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112182986569629603' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-112166537026765215</id><published>2005-07-17T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T22:19:03.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Balboa ParkBalboa park is located near downtown San Diego.  It is a group of buildings built in/around 1915 for the World's Fair.  The city decided to keep those buildings and do a lot with them.  In fact the entire area is one of the most beautiful cultural areas, I believe, in the US.  It is a huge park and I've never been able to see everything there, and today was no exception.  I still </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112166537026765215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112166537026765215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112166537026765215' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-112157897027853966</id><published>2005-07-16T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T22:21:03.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>San Diego Comic-Con - Day THREEContrary to the rest of the show I actually went to a LOT of panels today.  I just didn't stick around for too many of them, lol.  I started off with the Impact Univ. panel on writing and drawing comics, and left early for a panel on comics writers on writing.  Both kind of sucked.  They just seemed too unfocused.  Almost every panel I've been to at Comic-Con this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112157897027853966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112157897027853966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112157897027853966' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-112149695641395606</id><published>2005-07-15T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T00:00:33.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>San Diego Comic-Con - Day TWOToday was very draining.  Everything about the show just seemed to drag.  From the traffic getting in, to finding parking, to just trying to walk through the convention floor.  It was just glutted with people.  Again, I spent much of the time looking at original artwork.  Paintings, pen and ink and the like.  I also signed up at the Watts booth for my classes for next</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112149695641395606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112149695641395606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112149695641395606' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-112140535627548360</id><published>2005-07-14T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T00:37:38.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>San Diego Comic-Con - Day ONEGot a late start to the show today.  Probably the latest I've ever been to a convention.  We missed preview night last night, so I feel like I'm a day behind anyways.  But this morning I decided to go buy myself a swanky new backpack for the Con.  My last one had lost all it's straps and the outermost pocket has a broke zipper and has remained perpetually half-open </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112140535627548360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112140535627548360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112140535627548360' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-112135617240822499</id><published>2005-07-14T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T08:49:32.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>San Diego Comic-Con - Day ONE (Itinerary)I picked up Jay from the airport last night and we are freaking stoked about the Con.  It was a blast last year and I think it's going to be even cooler this year.  Especially since this year I've got more of an inside scoop.So here's the plan for today...THURSDAY – DAY ONE10:30-11:30 DC Comics: Talent Search Orientation Session—Find out what DC Comics is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112135617240822499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112135617240822499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112135617240822499' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-112115126249678872</id><published>2005-07-11T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T23:57:54.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CaricaturesAt work we do caricatures of each other when it's slow.  It gets pretty competitive trying to tear each other up.  It's a lot of fun.  I did some last week that were really brutal, I really wish I'd remembered to take pics of them.  What I've been doing lately is trying to capture the personality of the person I'm drawing.  Or at least really bring out a prominent feature.  A lot of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112115126249678872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112115126249678872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112115126249678872' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-112089006513859459</id><published>2005-07-08T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T23:41:30.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Great ExpectationsIt's strange how your priorities change as you get older.  For me I seem to be moving in the opposite direction of most people.  I've always wanted a family, a wife and kids of my own.  And while I still want that, it seems less important to me than it once did.  It surprises me really.  Ever since I was a little boy I've crafted my life to become a good man, father, partner and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112089006513859459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112089006513859459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112089006513859459' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-112054409073149525</id><published>2005-07-04T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T00:11:24.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Magic, Method and ReunionI have had a really, really cool week.I'll start with tonight.  Tonight was one of the most incredible experiences of my entire life.  I've been really bummed lately about not going to the beach the last few weeks.  The "redtide" is in this month and the water turns this disgusting red  and it's just no fun swimming in it.  So it's been a few weeks since I've swam in the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112054409073149525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112054409073149525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112054409073149525' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-112011401643149059</id><published>2005-06-29T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T00:12:23.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Seasons ChangeI worked the San Diego County Fair today and yesterday.  Long shifts, 10 - 10, but definitely fun and very much worth while.  The last two days combined I made around $800.  That's almost more than I made last month at Legoland and Seaworld (both have picked up this month though).  I'm trying to talk the lady that bought the booth into letting me work it next year for her.  She's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112011401643149059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112011401643149059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#112011401643149059' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-112002886128892223</id><published>2005-06-29T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T01:16:28.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112002886128892223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/112002886128892223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#112002886128892223' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111977281635213744</id><published>2005-06-26T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T01:22:19.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AddendumTalking about the breakthrough I had last night with drawing reminded me of something Ron was telling me at the party the other day about  Francis.  Francis moved to San Diego when he was, I think, 30.  He had already been pretty proficient with drawing - producing lots of sketches each month.  But when he started doing game design it got thrown into a whole new gear.  In fact, he would </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111977281635213744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111977281635213744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111977281635213744' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111967296150694020</id><published>2005-06-24T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T01:06:52.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"It's like sugar for my Soul..."I did this Grad nite party in Newport Beach last night with my friend Gabe.  It was fun overall.  The party itself was a little overwhelming to me.  My Grad night was a lock-in at the Texas tech athletic center.  There were card tables, a few local live bands and basketball.  This grad night was something different altogether.  First there was a 25 foot replica of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111967296150694020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111967296150694020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111967296150694020' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111950907449864817</id><published>2005-06-22T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T23:54:20.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PartiesI went to two parties this past weekend.  One was a party for Seaworld, for the new crew to meet the old and for everyone to chill out before the crazy season starts.  It was cool, I got to meet a lot of the old school artists that were part of all the cool stories I hear about how it was 5 and 10 years ago.  Most of them don't work there anymore, just come to the parties to hang out and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111950907449864817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111950907449864817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111950907449864817' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111950775772154187</id><published>2005-06-22T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T00:03:17.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AnswersI made that thousand a lot quicker than I thought I could.  I've definitely found my way back onto the right path as far as money is concerned.  What changed?  Well there was the tithe.  But what I was missing, was giving myself money as well.  Ten percent to God and Ten percent to me.  I realized I was making that mistake when I kept having to dip into my tithe.  But I was always diligent</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111950775772154187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111950775772154187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111950775772154187' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111898221457399649</id><published>2005-06-16T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T01:20:09.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MetamorphineThis last week was particularly hard.  Not quite sure why exactly.  It started with the laundry/pig fiasco last Saturday, and seemed to just go downhill from there.  I think I've been homesick.  And that was making everything worse... harder.  I just finished my first term with the Atelier, and it really feels like the half-way point of this journey.  And it's got me thinking about </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111898221457399649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111898221457399649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111898221457399649' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111861350487019288</id><published>2005-06-12T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T14:58:24.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CoolersThis makes me happy.  Of all the caricatures I've had done of me since I've been here this is the first one that I actually want to put up on my wall.  It's from my friend Marco at Legoland.  He's a great artist and he's only getting better.  Can't believe he's just 19.Thursday was Pirate day for caricatures.  It's mostly just a game between me and Marco.  But it's a lot of fun.  Friday </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111861350487019288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111861350487019288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111861350487019288' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111856423174666748</id><published>2005-06-11T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T01:26:16.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Signs of a rough day...It takes 5 hours to do one load of laundrey.When said load of laundrey is done you realize there were Hershey's kisses in pants pocket in said load of laundrey.You get dressed in chocolate dabbed caricature shirt to go do caricatures at Joes Crabshack on the other side of town.You get stuck for an hour on the freeway only to finally realize there's a 400 pound pig roaming </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111856423174666748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111856423174666748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111856423174666748' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111851657721175054</id><published>2005-06-11T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T01:18:14.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This week was differentEverything about it... me... felt different.  I don't know what it was exactly.  Maybe the strange circumstances of all that I'm up to these days, or getting reacquainted with old, OLD friends... and new ones.  Maybe it's realizing who I am again.  Maybe it's everything.  Maybe it's me.The last few nights I've been doing these late night gigs drawing caricatures on a Yacht </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111851657721175054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111851657721175054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111851657721175054' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111836765215068257</id><published>2005-06-09T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T18:40:52.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Atelier - Week NineThis was definitely a breakthrough week for me.  In head drawing, I've been edging ever closer to getting the technique down to the correct style.  This week felt almost right, and with only a little help from the teachers.  The thing that makes me most excited is what finally clicked in the Intro to Tonal drawing class.  It's going to help everything else so much more.  Here's</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111836765215068257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111836765215068257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111836765215068257' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111795644917588095</id><published>2005-06-05T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T12:18:40.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Attn: LUBBOCK COMIC JAMMERS!                   Luis Estrada with UglyPuppy.com and my best buddy Brandon Adkins are hosting a comics jam in lubbock Tuesday June 7th. Be sure to make it. Bring your sketchbook and pencils and a friend. Hang out with other local artists and have fun drawing comics. Map and info is HERE.--Will</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111795644917588095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111795644917588095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111795644917588095' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111769842915390751</id><published>2005-06-02T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T09:24:52.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CaricaturesI have been having so much fun with my caricatures lately.  I've especially been having fun with actually entertaining the kids.  There's nothing quite like matching wits with a 4 year old.  My favorite game right now is seeing how many times I can convince, refute and yet again convince tweener boys that I'm drawing them dressed in pink tootoos.  My record so far is 15 in one </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111769842915390751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111769842915390751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111769842915390751' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111769596697481780</id><published>2005-06-01T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T00:06:11.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Atelier - Week EightFigure Quick Sketch.  We started doing figure quick sketch this week and I am in love.  I'm taking this as a full class next semester.  This stuff is great.  It's basically using the rythym method that we were using on the face but now applied to drawing the figure.  This is so what I needed for drawing comic books.  This week we worked from photo and drawing reference.  I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111769596697481780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111769596697481780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111769596697481780' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111726266485576637</id><published>2005-05-28T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T09:57:13.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MilestonesI’ve been thinking lately that I wished I’d begun this sojourn a few years sooner.   My hunger for the world seems insatiable these days.  And the cravings grow every day.   With every person I meet, with every new moment I experience, I long for a thousand more.   I was stagnant for so long.   Lost in monotony.  Obsessing over minutia. Covering the same ground day in day out.  Asking </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111726266485576637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111726266485576637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111726266485576637' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111725948618343646</id><published>2005-05-27T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T00:19:25.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Closure is a funny thing... It often comes suddenly, unexpected and without much fanfare.What is even more peculiar...Is what immediately follows after. A simple question... with very complicated answers..."What now?" he thinks.The question comes often unspoken.  Wrapped in a package of quiet thoughts and a distant unmeasured gaze.  Like the ticks of a clock it echoes in the background </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111725948618343646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111725948618343646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111725948618343646' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111726136282257598</id><published>2005-05-26T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T23:46:32.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The tithe has turnedI started tithing again.  I stopped for some reason when I moved here.  My finances were so thin that I panicked.  I let myself be fooled into thinking again that I couldn't spare it.  That's why it's been so uncomfortable the last couple months.  I knew it when it was happening... but that immediacy is a very "real" feeling... although completely fabricated.  But I got a wake</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111726136282257598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111726136282257598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111726136282257598' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111700150504843317</id><published>2005-05-24T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T23:43:32.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Atelier - Week SevenThings are really coming together now in my head.  The hardest part was and is still just learning how to use the pencil.  There's a certain way of creating lines and even tones that has a very magical effect when done right, but is very frustrating when done wrong.  I'm still very far off from being consistant with it.  But I'm getting enough good results to be very happy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111700150504843317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111700150504843317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111700150504843317' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111700425262589418</id><published>2005-05-24T20:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T00:07:37.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Caricatures - BINGOThis makes me laugh everytime I draw it."Kid on a leash!"  (Just screams I don't know how to handle my kid, doesn't it?)"Guy with a Flag!"  (I saw 5 of these today at Seaworld)--Will</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111700425262589418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111700425262589418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111700425262589418' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111665943860783949</id><published>2005-05-19T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T17:21:49.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dork VaderTonight Millions of Nerds across the galaxy got Laid...  Laid by a lady named... STAR WARS.  Oh yes.  I didn't much like the first two movies but I have to say this one more than made up for what I didn't like about those.  I was surprised at how tense I was watching this one.  You know everything that's gonna happen, you just have no idea how it will go down.  Very enjoyable.  By the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111665943860783949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111665943860783949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111665943860783949' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111639690407430452</id><published>2005-05-17T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T23:15:04.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Atelier - Week SixThis week was very interesting.  We're definitely more into learning the application of all the stuff we've learned previously.  In the Intro to Tonal drawing class we are still working with the figure.  We're not using models yet, just working from photo reference and guide sheets.  But we started out doing warm-ups with the Assarrow head.  I started doing my usual blocking </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111639690407430452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111639690407430452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111639690407430452' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111639875055502184</id><published>2005-05-17T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T23:45:50.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CaricaturesI had the best day today.  It was very strange, but a lot of fun.  I worked at Seaworld today, and I was lucky enough to get put at the best booth 3 out of the last 4 days I've worked.  And fortunately I've been able to capitalize on it to hopefully show it was a good decision.  I've been the top seller in the park every tue and wed so far for the last 3 weeks at Seaworld.  Course tue </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111639875055502184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111639875055502184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111639875055502184' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111604705244237724</id><published>2005-05-13T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T22:13:14.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SummerteethI've slipped into overload with legoland.  I like working there.  But I'm working too much now.  Somehow I've ended up with just one day off between Legoland and Seaworld.  And I'm having to pull doubles on Fri, Sat and Sun with Legoland and Joe's in order to make gas and food money.  And Mon and Tue I have classes at night, which means doubles those days too.  I'm already frazzled.  I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111604705244237724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111604705244237724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111604705244237724' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111580151329812239</id><published>2005-05-11T01:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T01:51:53.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Journey Inward - Journey OutwardMy Dad has a blog now.  I think that's just about everybody now.  Lol.  Just kidding.  Now you can experience first hand that from which my weirdness sprang.  Check it out... JOURNEY --Will</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111580151329812239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111580151329812239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111580151329812239' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111579886136181128</id><published>2005-05-11T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T01:19:19.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Atelier - Week FiveI've been drawing a lot in my sketch book lately.  And I've been getting some pretty exciting results.  There's only been a couple times in my life where I just wanted to go out and by a new sketch book - because I knew everything I drew from that moment on would be a whole other level of art.  That's how I feel right now.  I haven't gone out and bought a new sketch book yet </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111579886136181128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111579886136181128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111579886136181128' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111580099463550726</id><published>2005-05-10T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T23:29:38.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Legoland Photos - And CaricaturesI just had to share some of these photos of kids beating each other up.  This isn't even the beginning.  At one point there were like 15 kids whacking away at each other.  I can't wait till summer to see scores and scores of kids bludgeoning each other with foam weapons.  And here's some new caricatures.  FULL ALBUMMy style seems to be getting a lot cleaner.  I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111580099463550726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111580099463550726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111580099463550726' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111535775147336707</id><published>2005-05-05T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T22:37:43.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Atelier - PhotosI took apart my camera tonight and futzed with it till I got the Lens motor working again, then put it back together and it seems to work now.  Hopefully it will last a while longer.  I missed being able to take pictures.  Anyways, I took a pic of that final drawing I did the other night in my art class.  I'm really digging on this.  Can't wait to do more drawings.  --Will</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111535775147336707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111535775147336707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111535775147336707' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111535317669623890</id><published>2005-05-05T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T22:07:57.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LegolandWorked at Legoland for the first time today.  It wasn't too bad.  I really enjoyed working there.  Very laid back, and cool atmosphere.  Today I was at Castle, where the knights and stuff like that are.  For me, it's just a fun place to be.  And the booth across from me sells all the foam swords, shields and armor for kids.  So I get to watch kids duel to bloody death all day long.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111535317669623890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111535317669623890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111535317669623890' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111519319279139310</id><published>2005-05-04T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T00:53:12.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Quatro De MayoTomorrow is Cinco De Mayo - and we all know what that means!  It means today is QUATRO de Mayo... El Birtday Del Bastard Magnifico.  Luis Estrada.  Happy Birthday bud.  Sorry I couldn't get this in the mail to you.  Maybe I can give it to you when you come out for Comic-Con.--Will</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111519319279139310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111519319279139310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111519319279139310' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111519443166609662</id><published>2005-05-03T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T08:40:20.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Atelier - Week FourThis was the best and worst week so far for me at the school.  Monday's class was awful.  I was so frustrated I left a half hour early.  Almost left way before that.  I just wasn't getting it.  I kept trying to apply what I'd learned the week before and it just wasn't working.  So the entire class was very frustrating to me.  I left mumbling to myself about how I was going to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111519443166609662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111519443166609662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111519443166609662' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111519254624559190</id><published>2005-05-02T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T00:48:15.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CaricaturesI've had some sort of major breakthrough with my caricatures lately.  I am almost certain it is due to what I've been learning in the Watts classes.  Something finally clicked the other day when a friend of mine at the park was showing me some tips on coloring with the color sticks.  Funny enough, right after she showed me, I look down and there's a bumble bee sitting on my coat sleeve</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111519254624559190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111519254624559190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111519254624559190' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111493587795672146</id><published>2005-04-30T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T23:15:55.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LegoLandMan this month has flown by.  Ever since my classes started it's felt like 3-day-long weeks.  I guess that's why I've not been posting as much.  Just have a lot of stuff going on right now.  So I had a great weekend at Joe's.  I made $150 in one hour last night and $65 tonight.  Which puts me right about where I was before this whole fiasco this week with trying to get my Student Loans </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111493587795672146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111493587795672146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111493587795672146' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111458829103831964</id><published>2005-04-26T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T01:26:05.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Atelier - Week ThreeSome good breakthrough's this week.   I'm starting to get the handle on things a little better now.  The hardest part really has been finding out what I'm Supposed to be doing.  From the step by step drawing process to how to whittle my pencil into the correct instrument.  It's becoming almost a meditative ritual sharpening my pencil.  You take a regular charcoal pencil and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111458829103831964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111458829103831964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111458829103831964' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111421128115273286</id><published>2005-04-22T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T17:09:25.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"How to become a comic book artist."I figure it was about time to post something like this.  I've met a lot of people since I've been in San Diego.  Many with the same goals: To become a professional artist.  Meaning... making a living doing art that they enjoy.  Whether it be comic book illustration, game design, conceptual design or caricature illustration (different from theme park caricatures</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111421128115273286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111421128115273286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111421128115273286' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111416008988788428</id><published>2005-04-21T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T16:29:56.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Interviews and such.I had my interview with LegoLand today.  It wasn't actually at Legoland, it was in Oceanside at an office park.  Still haven't been to the park yet, lol.  The interview went pretty well I guess.  It was a group interview - I don't know how many were there before I got there - I came in about 3 hours late, cause that's when she wanted me to show up.  It felt kind of weird </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111416008988788428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111416008988788428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111416008988788428' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111397936057947105</id><published>2005-04-19T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T00:05:44.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Atelier - Week TwoI've done a few practice sketches over the last week.  Turns out this booklet I bought from Jeff Watts nearly 10 years ago at Comic-Con is actually a reference source to do practice drawings from.  I always felt a little guilty copying drawings out of it before, but it turns out that's what it's for, lol.  So here is one of the sketches I did.    Second week at the school went </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111397936057947105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111397936057947105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111397936057947105' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111372159751812837</id><published>2005-04-16T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T00:20:22.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Living In AgapeA friend of mine emailed me last night about some of the choices I've been making lately.  He said that in the past he might have been worried about these choices.  But that there's no worry about these, because it would seem that I'm not making them out of fear.  And he's right. The irony is that I was having a good laugh about this earlier tonight.  This is the third week in a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111372159751812837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111372159751812837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111372159751812837' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111371889230955192</id><published>2005-04-16T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T00:21:33.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BalancingI just got back from working at Joe's Crabshack.  Made about $120 from 40 sketches in 2 hours.  Last night I made $95 in about 2 hours from 30 sketches.  I could have made another $50 if I'd gotten there an hour early, but I didn't finish my shift at Seaworld in time.  I really enjoy working at this Joe's.  I mean Joe's is normally laid back, but this place in particular seems to be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111371889230955192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111371889230955192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111371889230955192' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111346446325576358</id><published>2005-04-13T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T00:50:48.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ChanceTaking chances is a funny thing.  It's so counter-intuitive.  And yet, it's human nature.  I take a lot of chances in life.  Always have.  And in all honesty, I've had a lot of failures because of it.  A lot of scars to show for it.  At times I've been mocked, and taunted for my failure.  But I wouldn't take a single one of those chances back.  Because it's made me who I am, and has put me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111346446325576358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111346446325576358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111346446325576358' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111337544350574109</id><published>2005-04-12T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T00:07:12.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Atelier - Day Two - Week OneToday went much, much better.  I left work a bit early and stopped by the art store and bought all the right supplies this time.  Thanks to Stephen I actually had the money to by them, thank goodness.  I went to the beach and sharpened my pencils and watched the waves till it was time to go to class.  We use these weird sharpening techniques for the charcoal.  They're </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111337544350574109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111337544350574109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111337544350574109' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111326832772784985</id><published>2005-04-11T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T00:13:02.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lubbock Comic Jam - Hosted by UglyPuppyQuick announcement that the Lubbock crew have set up a comic jam for tuesday (tomorrow) night.  For more details check the site HERE.  Hope it goes great!  I'm jealous already.  Somebody take some pics for me, I want to see.--Will</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111326832772784985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111326832772784985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111326832772784985' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111328950144564537</id><published>2005-04-11T22:43:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T00:37:13.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Watts Atelier - Week OneBefore I get into the class, I wanted to mention that I did a few drawings at work today that blew me away.  Not really that they're all that spectacular, just that I felt so comfortable doing them and they turned out half way decent.  And I also did my first TRUE caricature today.  Total exaggeration and it was funny.This cute little old man was walking by.  So I drew him</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111328950144564537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111328950144564537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111328950144564537' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111320511476020718</id><published>2005-04-11T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T00:39:59.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the AtelierMy first day at the Atelier is tomorrow night.  I'm really looking forward to it.  I can't believe it's taken so long to get started, lol.  It's been like a month, and I'm just NOW starting school.  I feel like I've been through a war.  But this is why I'm here.  This is my mission objective.I'm preparing myself mentally for all kinds of stuff.  There are two types of opinions that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111320511476020718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111320511476020718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111320511476020718' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111320287445544337</id><published>2005-04-10T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T18:15:07.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Joe Satriani ConcertI went to see Joe Satriani play at the 4th and B club in San Diego tonight.  It goes without saying that it was a phenomenal experience.  So I'll just go over some of the highlights.  I got off work around 5 and changed clothes.  Can't go to a club dressed in Seaworld gear.  That's just wrong.  Stopped at El Indio and had a bigass Carne Asada burrito for dinner.  Then drove </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111320287445544337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111320287445544337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111320287445544337' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111299035536550333</id><published>2005-04-08T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T02:05:28.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Update I never realized how much Lubbock looks like the Death Star from the air. Big difference.ProgressI worked at Joe's Crabshack tonight in Downtown.  I really need to get over this nervousness about calling restaurants.  Everytime I've called one I get an overwhelmingly enthusiastic response.  It's still new to me.  The manager today was very excited - told me to come right in.  The one I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111299035536550333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111299035536550333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111299035536550333' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111267018666481812</id><published>2005-04-04T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T08:56:34.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>UpdatesI had the best day at work today.  At least I had the most fun I'd ever had at work.  It started when I came in to set up this morning.  I realized that I was No. 7 out of 26 caricature artists in the park this week.  Stoked.  I think I can get to the top 5 if I try real hard.  But then breaking the top five is the hard part.  These guys are making 4,000 + a week.  I made $2,250 this week.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111267018666481812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111267018666481812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111267018666481812' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111238099670955940</id><published>2005-04-01T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T11:01:09.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ChangesSo I've given up drawing comics.  I can't take it anymore.  Actually I'm not going to do art at all ever again.  It's just too much work, and I've never really liked it anyways.  I've decided to become an accountant.  It's been my secret desire to become a number cruncher ever since I saw "3-2-1 contact" as a little little kid.  Because I love math.  Did I also mention that I've invested </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111238099670955940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111238099670955940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111238099670955940' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111239817739976818</id><published>2005-04-01T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T15:30:00.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MoneyMy finances are down to the wire right now.  I guess this is the real test for me, it wasn't getting here, but making it stick.  And this week in particular is the real test of my metal.  My first Seaworld paycheck isn't coming till next weekend.  Four weeks for the first paycheck, can you believe that?  And it's not even going to cover my entire rent.  So it's been hard making my savings </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111239817739976818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111239817739976818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111239817739976818' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111215368645770025</id><published>2005-03-29T19:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T19:40:05.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CaricaturesI haven't taken a lot of pictures of the caricatures I've been doing at work.  But I'll probably start taking more, just so I have a record of my progress.  I took a few today.  Man, I've never drawn so many freaking whales, dolphins and sharks in my life.  Then I did a sketch of Bono for a couple of guys from Germany.  I guess they were here for the U2 concert this weekend.  They </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111215368645770025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111215368645770025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111215368645770025' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111206937205737349</id><published>2005-03-28T19:45:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T19:14:38.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SketchesSomething clicked last night when I was sketching in my sketchbook.  I didn't even want to stop drawing.  Every face seemed much more fluid and controlled.  At least with faces.  The handful of tips and tricks that I've been shown since I've been here are really making my art much cleaner, and easier to produce.  One of the tips was to make solid objects out of groups of other objects.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111206937205737349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111206937205737349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111206937205737349' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111187335041902014</id><published>2005-03-26T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T15:01:20.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>One Night at Macgregers - Sketchbook Session - 3/25/2005Last night was the most incredible experience I've had in a long time.  It was humbling.  It was inspiring.  I can't wait to do it again.  We had six artists at the bar last night, myself included.  Court Jones was there, as well as Kage, Wardell Brown, my manager Gabe Hunt and my Managers, Managers, Manager Steve Fishwick.  Man I don't even</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111187335041902014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111187335041902014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111187335041902014' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111177498669499951</id><published>2005-03-25T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T10:23:06.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MainstreamI worked with a guy yesterday that's actually working in the mainstream as an inker.  I was really looking forward to meeting him.  A few of the other artists had mentioned that someone from Seaworld was working for Wildstorm and Aspen at one point.  Turns out today was his one and only day at the park this summer and we were scheduled together.  That mixed with a long night of rain at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111177498669499951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111177498669499951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111177498669499951' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111168876238722439</id><published>2005-03-24T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T11:23:45.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Moving ForwardI had a long talk with myself yesterday about why I'm here.  I've been contemplating quitting SeaWorld to do sketches at restaurants on the weekends, in order to free me up to draw comics during the week.  But I decided after my long talk to stick with the original plan.  Changing circumstances - is and probably will always be my major weakness.  I try to adapt and "outplan" but it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111168876238722439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111168876238722439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111168876238722439' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111168994142288484</id><published>2005-03-23T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T10:36:35.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Moonlight BeachI went to the beach today.  So far I've not gone more than a day or two without going.  I think it represents to me why I'm here.  The timeless struggle between the waves trying to overtake the beach.  Somedays it gets closer than others.  It feels like life.  The waves are our everchanging lives - somedays stronger somedays weaker.  And the beach the unchanging - everchanging </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111168994142288484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111168994142288484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111168994142288484' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111155426492370954</id><published>2005-03-22T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T21:11:21.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Comic Book Conventions.comApparently someone from the site www.comicbookconventions.com linked to my WizardWorld LA Con Report.  Stoked.  I've gotten about 80 visits in the last day to my blog from the site.  Pretty cool.  Thanks to whomever.--Will</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111155426492370954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111155426492370954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111155426492370954' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111146421201606118</id><published>2005-03-21T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T11:28:17.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Brakes, Breakers and Flying cars (Sorry to backdate posts like this. But they're actually journal entries, I just didn't have time to post this weekend.)Today was a little rough.  My brakes have been going out since I got here.  The grinding noise was (pardon my pun) wearing on me.  I finally went to go get them fixed today since I had a day off.  $300 bucks.  Ouch.  And that cuts really deep </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111146421201606118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111146421201606118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111146421201606118' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111146648691482420</id><published>2005-03-20T20:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T22:33:51.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Day job(Sorry to backdate posts like this.  But they're actually journal entries, I just didn't have time to post this weekend.)I finished my first week of work.  And now the weekend has come and gone and I'm starting to get a little perspective on this whole thing.  Overall I like the job.  Especially because of the people.  The stuff I don't like seems to be (mostly) good for me in the long</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111146648691482420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111146648691482420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111146648691482420' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111145190943189623</id><published>2005-03-19T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T22:30:36.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wizard World Los Angeles 2005Wow.  What a great show.  I'm starting to really like these Wizard World shows.  This is the third one and they just seem much more laid back and definitely more comics related.  I'm really glad I was able to attend.  And best of all I didn't have to set anything up or take anything down.  In fact I was just there one day out of 3.  very fun.  I didn't really do all </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111145190943189623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111145190943189623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111145190943189623' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338347.post-111103447384432303</id><published>2005-03-16T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T20:44:55.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Not an Update - and some photosSo I made almost $300 today.  I get to keep about $75 of that.  Some of my friends are telling me I will probably be making about $800 - $1000 ($200 - $250) a day next week (spring break) based on the rate I'm working.  Looking forward to that.  And then it slows down 3 weeks later until about the end of may.  Then it's busy ALL summer.  INSANE busy.  Stoked.Here's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111103447384432303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338347/posts/default/111103447384432303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostinyou.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111103447384432303' title=''/><author><name>Will Terrell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPMBk0c2GZk/TgOqa2SJthI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gwk1VdMYRy8/s220/-1304301682.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
