About Tempest

Do you gaze into the night? 

I’ve been holding a pencil wrong since the summer of 2000 but doing it wrong is still doing it and mileage matters maybe. I grew up adrift in a desert and starving. Now I sell my hunger pangs.

When I was a kid there was a wall of VHS tapes that kept me company on lonely boiling days.

In middle school I spent hours after school every day reading Spider-Girl until they kicked me out.

Sometimes I feel like there’s more for me in there then there is out here.

I still spend as much time in stories as I can.

I hope to show you why I love it so much.