I've come across enough online comics to know how some people are incapable of coming up with titles. Such people wind up with titles like "Name Pending," "Insert Catchy Title Here" or the ever-frequent "Untitled." Mind you the person with the title trouble isn't necessarily uncreative. A guy I knew in High School, Micheal, would come up with surprising, funny characters; yet be unable to name them. One time when thinking up a roleplaying character, he decided on a talking puddle of water. Trying not to laugh too loud, I'd asked him what he would name the creature. Micheal just shrugged. "It's a sentient puddle," he said. Being slightly better at coming up with names, I put my mind to work. "How about Spee?" I suggested. Micheal blinked a couple times, turning his head to the side thoughtfully. Experimentally, he tried saying Spee several times, with different tones in his voice and a large grin on his face. Finally he exclaimed, "I like it! But…how'd you come up with that?" Looking back I examined my thought process, trying to explain how I came to the name. "Well, you said Sentient Puddle, which has the initials S.P. Just add vowels so you can say it as a word and you get Spee." "Hmm…" Micheal looked thoughtful, his hand resting on his chin while his eyes looked far into the distance. Looking back at that moment I realize I'd started a trend with his characters. Later at another lunchtime talk, Micheal talked about his plans for an online comic of his own, the way I'd talk to him about mine. I found out then that he'd continued to use the same technique for his characters. He described a girl that was a crazy scientist. Jokingly he said she was a cute mad scientist. Acronym: C.M.S. Cimis. Micheal is the one who inspired me to begin my online comic. Not for the reasons you might think of at first though. It wasn't how he helped me develop my characters and come up with ideas. It wasn't the bantering where we came up with scenarios and places. No, none of that. It all comes down to the way his personality was. I noticed how his ideas would stay just that, ideas. He never got his things out. Looking at him helped me realize that if I ever wanted to get my own stories out there, I would have to start them first. Time and again he would sit at the table with our friends wearing the most intense look of thoughtfulness I've ever seen on anyone. Suddenly he would snap back, looking towards us with a comical grin on his face. "Hey, I've got this great idea for a novel! It's about a werewolf. Have you heard it?" His head would nod up and down at his genius, reminding me of the headbob of a walking pigeon. "Yeah Mike, it's a great idea. You should write it." I'd heard this before. There were a lot of great concepts behind it that could make it the equivalent of "Dracula". "Nah. I'm happy with it up here." Micheal tapped the side of his head. It was all too familiar to me. There were always these great story ideas, but he never went beyond talking about them. I didn't want to keep my ideas only in my head. My story is out there in it's own way. I've started my comic and my ideas are getting out, a little bit at a time… Micheal sees his story clearly in his own mind, but its whereabouts are unknown to the rest of the world. Until he brings it out from hiding only a few will catch a tiny glimpse of what he knows. Only Micheal knows the full story, and only he can determine how it ends.