BY THE NUMBERS

While lurking on Twitter, I came across this comment from writer Matt Sturges: "As of today I've written sixty-one comic books, which is about 1,342 pages of comics. It seems like a lot when you put it that way."

Thus, I thought it might be interesting to visit my script folder on the external hard drive and see how many pages I've written. I did not include the synopsis or outlines, just pages of comics. Lo and behold, as of today, 1000 pages. Exactly. It breaks down this way: 461 pages of published work (including mini-comics) and 539 pages of unpublished work. It means I write about 200 pages a year, approximately 17 pages each month.

That doesn't feel like a lot. I should be writing more.

MISCELLANY FOR A MONDAY

* We're back from California, and we have the photos to prove it.

* Update on WHERE's OSWALD (previous post): The next day, Kennedy and I visited Rosehill Cemetery again. We found the OSWALD gravesite, next to Nick Beef, just as described. Now I wonder if the story the neighbor told about moving the body and the secret acronym is true or simply an urban myth? It's fitting that even Lee Harvey's gravesite should have a conspiracy theory. So far, I haven't been able to find a female L.H.O. marker near the area he indicated.

* After a month or so of using Google Reader, I'm convinced that my subscriptions are cooler than yours, and I've done a better job of keeping track of everyone. (Maintaining my inbox is a little more daunting. The goal is to read and respond to everything by the end of the day.)

My subscriptions:
Andi Watson, April Wenzel, Benjamin Hall, Book/Daddy, Brent Schoonover, Brock Rizy, Cal Slayton, Chris Williams, Chynna Clugston, Clay Harrison, Comic Foundry, Daniel Miller, Daniel Warner, Evan Bryce, FrontBurner, ghettoManga, Jake Ekiss, Jamie S. Rich, Jeff Elden, Jenni Leder, Jim Lujan, Josh Howard, Justin Stewart, Kazu Kibuishi, Kristian Donaldson, La Reunion TX, Laura Hudson, Marlena Hall, Otis Frampton, Paul Milligan, Pop Syndicate, Raina Telgemeier, Sarah Jane Semrad, Scott Zirkel, The Beat, Unfair Park, Vinh-Luan Luu, Warren Ellis

Is there anyone I'm missing?

* Finally, Pop Syndicate has been nominated in the Bloggers Choice Awards. It'll only take a few seconds. If you can, vote for Pop Syndicate in all five categories:

Entertainment
Pop Culture
Blog about stuff
Blog Design
Blogging Host

WHERE'S OSWALD?

April and I live about five miles from Rosehill Cemetery, which happens to be where Lee Harvey Oswald is buried. Since he died 45 years ago today, shot dead by Jack Ruby, and since Jack Ruby is the unofficial patron saint of Antihero Comics (my unpublished attempt at nonfiction), I thought we'd visit his grave site. Yes, I'm one of those morbid JFK assassination history buffs -- minus the conspiracy theories.

Rosehill Cemetery is large, and it's difficult to find a headstone even if you know where it's supposed to be. So, without any plan or guidance, we started walking. I presumed it would be along the fence and far away from everyone else. I mean, would you want to be buried next to Oswald? As we walked, across the street, there was a man tending to a barbecue at his house. He shouted, "Are you looking for Oswald?" Guilty. "Yeah." He walked to the fence where we were, and shared some interesting information. First, we were close. Apparently, they move the body regularly. (Move?! That's kinda creepy.) They changed the name on his headstone to a woman's name, but the initials are still LHO. According to the neighbor, he's somewhere along the fence. He got on his cell phone to call a friend. "Hey, what name is Oswald under now?" Then his neighbors came out, they started pointing: "Oswald's somewhere between those two trees!" We kept walking around, and couldn't find him anywhere. (April's blog about the event.)

I went online, and found a few more details, which may or may not be outdated. First, Rose Hill officials will not tell an inquirer where the grave is located, and no historical marker references the location. Second, a man named Nick Beef is buried next to Oswald, unless they moved him. The Nick Beef story is interesting.

"According to the folks in the black suits at the cemetery office, Nick Beef is the stage name of a comedian who bought the plot and had a headstone with that name installed. In his act, he apparently tells people that if they want to find Oswald's grave (which info the cemetery office will not give out)...just ask for Nick Beef instead and you will find Oswald. Only thing is...now they won't tell people where Nick Beef's grave is either! Once the cemetery folks realized a group of us (Arthur and Margaret Snyder, Bill Hamley, and myself) who were out there already knew where Oswald's grave was and were just curious about Nick Beef, they told us the story. Of additional note...Marguerite (Oswald's mother) is buried on the other side of Oswald.... sans headstone."

Also, according to the site, he's in section "Sunset 18" about twenty feet from the cemetery road. Once again, unless they moved him and changed the headstone. I'm insanely curious. What's his mysterious female acronym? I'll make a return visit, and bring my camera.

EGO, FOR LACK OF A BETTER WORD, IS GOOD.

"The point is, ladies and gentleman, that greed, for lack of a better word, is good. Greed is right, greed works. Greed clarifies, cuts through, and captures the essence of the evolutionary spirit. Greed, in all of its forms; greed for life, for money, for love, knowledge has marked the upward surge of mankind. And greed, you mark my words, will not only save Teldar Paper, but that other malfunctioning corporation called the USA. Thank you very much." - Gordon Gekko, WALL STREET

Now substitute the word "greed" with "ego." If greed is the catalyst to a free market economy, then ego acts in the same regard for creative pursuits.

(1) the "I" or self of any person; a person as thinking, feeling, and willing, and distinguishing itself from the selves of others and from objects of its thought. (2) the part of the psychic apparatus that experiences and reacts to the outside world and thus mediates between the primitive drives of the id and the demands of the social and physical environment. (3) egotism; conceit; self-importance (4) self-esteem or self-image; feelings (5) the enduring and conscious element that knows experience (6) the complete person comprising both body and soul.

I'd like to add one more definition. I would clarify that "ego" is the exertion of one's will onto their world. Any writer or artist who wants to pretend that their task doesn't involve, on some level, forcing their vision upon others is fooling themselves.

Maybe you use less violent language, but a writer or artist presents their work and says, "This is my world. This is my truth. Embrace it." Artists, in any media, are stubbornly committed to their vision. Thus, why some of the world's greatest novelists, poets, painters, and filmmakers are famous egomaniacs. (Andy Warhol and Alfred Hitchcock come to mind.) The challenge is for the artist to compartmentalize their egotism, and save it for their art; balance it with compassion. This does not mean the ego-filled artist shouldn't listen to criticism or collaborate with others, but they do not give their trust easily. The priority is always to make their work better.

We may have to get past this negative connotation associated with ego. There is good ego, and there is bad ego. When I write a story, from first notes to final draft of the script, I am the person responsible for caring about my work. I am the person who must write it. If it doesn't happen, it's my fault. I'm the only person who can compromise my work. I'm the only person who will defend it. From my perspective, taking ultimate responsibility is an act of ego. After I've written it, if it's an honest work and skillfully executed, there's an audience for my story. Too many writers allow their insecurity to play the role of editor, and they mutilate their story until it lacks any voice or personality. There is no "I", no ego. If you are going to fail, fail with your own ideas.

YOU MAKE THE CALL: AM I A DOUCHE BAG?

Anytime you work in a field with creative people, it's difficult, because you are occasionally put in a situation where you evaluate each other's ability. Is it better to keep your mouth shut and play the role of a nice guy? Or is it better to offer honest critique for their benefit? I guess, it comes down to the invitation. Did they ask for your advice or opinion? Sometimes people only want to hear the positive, even if they ask you to be honest. Artists and writers are sensitive creatures. I've tried my best to sugar coat criticism. Lately, however, I think I've gotten more harsh. Maybe my experience as a Creative Writing teacher has tainted me?

Someone sent me a graphic novel and asked for my thoughts. It was a mostly glowing review. However, I did say...

"That being said, I do feel like (name deleted) is still finding his footing with the dialogue and overall plot structure. However, it's nothing that will damage this story. As a writer, it reminded me of my first steps into the process. No one else will notice, but in your gut, you know it could be more polished."

They never responded to my email.

Another person sent me a few issues of a comic book he was marketing. He asked for some feedback.

"That being said, the art is not good, and it corrupts the entire work."

"(name deleted)'s sense of anatomy, perspective, ability to render backgrounds, and his inking are sloppy and lacks a personal style that comes with being comfortable in the illustrative process. With some hard work, I do not doubt he'll develop as an artist, but he's not there yet."

"The writing is a little awkward in places, especially on the use of captions. It takes away from the pace more than it adds to the tone."

As before, they did not email me back.

I met a talented up-and-coming writer at Wizard World Texas who wanted me to review their work. It was very good, but I did notice some glaring grammatical errors.

"I apologize for nitpicking the grammar -- but I think if comic book writers are to be taken seriously, we need to hold ourselves to the same standard as other professional writers. Need to proof read for these mistakes."

In this instance, they responded. No problem. They were professional and tolerant of my advice.

Then just yesterday, I feel like I overstepped my bounds in a critique to a peer. I don't want to go into details, but I did apologize.

Any thoughts? How do you handle criticism? How do you give it? (pause) How do you really feel about my comics?

MY MANGA MISEDUCATION CONTINUES

In the past year, I've been reading a lot of manga. I'm trying to get a sense for this huge segment of comics that I largely ignored. Here's what I've read so far: DEATH NOTE, VOL. 1-12, YOTSUBA&!, VOL. 1, CASE CLOSED, VOL. 1-2, AKIRA, VOL. 1, BUDDHA, VOL. 1-8, ASTROBOY, VOL. 1-2, BLEACH, VOL. 1, and RANMA 1/2, VOL. 1.

Some books I enjoyed more than others. I wasn't too keen on RANMA 1/2. It was a little too goofy for my tastes. In contrast, I absolutely love DEATH NOTE, YOTSUBA&!, and AKIRA. Any other manga you'd recommend?

CONCERNING CRITICS

Heidi MacDonald posted some fascinating commentary on the quality of the comics and the rigor of comic book critics (here, here, and here). Heidi's blog is consistently good, and today's post (On the Critic's Role) was no different.

I would like a critic who can write outside of the first person. Not that first person writing in reviews should be banned. But with many, we get a little too much "I".

If a comic book can be judged and evaluated for its merit, then critics should also be judged and evaluated for their merit. Some are better than others. Then again, maybe like the British and their terrible food, we haven't developed a taste for quality writing on comics. Before someone starts another blog and applies for a Comic-Con press pass, I'd recommend chapter 18 of William Zinsser's ON WRITING WELL: "Writing About the Arts, Critics and Columnists." I've spent years trying to become a better writer. I expect the same effort from critics. Please, say whatever you want about my latest book, but I'd rather take it from someone who has shown a level of dedication that makes their opinion count.

In a three part series for Pop Syndicate, I interviewed five comic book critics (Randy Lander, Andrea Speed, Ken Lowery, Eric Lindberg, and Johanna Draper Carlson) on this exact topic -- A Critical Look at the Critics, one - two - three.

POST MORTEM ON MINX

If you haven't heard, DC Comics recently announced the cancellation of their Minx imprint. Having purchased every single one of the Minx titles, you can imagine I was a little disappointed. Yes, I know the imprint was intended for the YA demographic. No, I'm not a teenage girl, but I'm always interested in reading new stuff. Okay? If my bookshelf can contain Deathnote, Strangers In Paradise, Concrete, Scott Pilgrim, Queen & Country, Fantastic Four, Watchman, Street Angel, Hellboy, Cerebus, Walking Dead, Bone, Maus, Black Hole, From Hell, New X-Men, Blankets, Epileptic, Babysitters Club, and Buddha -- surely, there is space for Minx.

I've read numerous opinions on the fate of Minx. And as usual, Jennifer de Guzman is the smartest person in the room. (read her report)

I particularly enjoyed her wry summation of the book industry:

"Traditional publishing is a confusing mass of former small publishers (which worked rather the way independent comics publishers do now) that were encompassed by larger ones and then by larger ones until publishers were bloated, sprawling citadels and suburbs with no defining vision, populated with new CEOs who have never worked in publishing, disaffected and dread-filled editors, chummy agents, superstar and attempts-at-the-next-big-thing authors who receive mind-boggling advances, writers whose talent aren’t enough to get them book deals because all the money was used up on advances for other authors, and the very occasional author who finds success and can make it stick. And they’re all a little nervous about their futures."

Another observation:

"And consider this -- shelf space isn’t just a matter of the bookstore chains’ systems of categorization; prominent placement is also for sale: Kachka writes in his article, 'Publishers also pay for placement in big bookstores, which they call ‘co-op,’ under a complicated arrangement meant to cover up the fact that it’s payola (or, as some call it, extortion).' I won’t speculate about whether DC paid for prominent placement for Minx and what the potential answers to that question say about why the imprint 'failed.' (I don’t think it actually did fail; Minx was not around long enough to fail or succeed.) I am interested in this detail because it reveals that the bookstore system is much different from the one comics publishers are used to. If we offered money to comic book store owners for prominent placement, it might be called bribery. If they asked for us to pay in order to get good placement in their stores, our sense of ethics might balk."

I doubt anyone believes that Minx's untimely demise heralds the end of YA graphic novels. The market is there, and comic books are fun as hell. It's chocolate and peanut butter. The two belong together, and they will be -- just not with the Minx logo.

TRUE CONS

Last Saturday, I was listening to This American Life and I heard a really great story, "Hanging In Chad."

Three guys who go by the names Professor So and So, Jojobean and YeaWhatever spend part of each day running elaborate cons on Internet scammers. They consider themselves enforcers of justice, even after they send a man 1400 miles from home, to the least safe place they can bait him: the border of Darfur.

I'm fascinated by con artists. And of course, a story about conning a con is even more interesting, especially when it actually happened. Maybe I'm fascinated because I don't know if I'd ever have the audacity to pull off anything like this? In the genre, con artists must maintain the falsehood even though evidence against them is mounting. At a certain point, they crumble under the weight of truth. You have to admire their quixotic efforts to avoid the inevitable.

Four movies based on true stories about con artists and cases of fraud: The Hoax, Catch Me If You Can, Shattered Glass, and My Kid Could Paint That. All great movies.

LARS AND THE REAL GIRL

I've been wanting to see LARS AND THE REAL GIRL for awhile. April and I finally watched it tonight. I really loved this movie. It's a surprisingly sweet script -- one of those rare stories without any cruel or vicious characters, and yet there's still an intriguing conflict and plot. Good people struggling to do the right thing. Screenwriter Nancy Oliver, you rock.

One scene in particular (without spoiling anything) which I thought was very well constructed, Gus talks with Karin about the regrets he has for abandoning his brother to their father. He then gets up and goes over to Karin for comfort. It was a honest moment that did not rely on the tired stereotypes of how a man would react, i.e. men treated as being emotionally constipated -- nor was the scene overdone with some dramatic meltdown. Nice, subtle, and perfect. It broke my heart.

VIDEO FROM ROBERT KIRKMAN

Yesterday, local comic book creator Jake Ekiss sent me an e-mail:

Robert Kirkman just posted a video on CBR that I think is a topic a lot of us should be making some noise about. You might not agree entirely with what he says, but the point of it all is something to consider. Since most of us are at least semi-indie if not totally indie comic creators, we should be talking about the future of comics and how that future can be adapted to us and our game plan. How do we get the returns we expect and deserve for our hard work? How do we as a community make comics the kind of landscape we want to live and work in?

Like I said, apologies if it's a little odd of me, but I think it's a good discussion to promote. Forward this around if you will: http://comicbookresources.com/?page=article&id=17705

My own thoughts?

Ever so often, we have a prominent creator step out with their manifesto on "saving the industry." I'm not saying that in a demeaning or sarcastic way. It's a good thing. We have a lot of people concerned and invested in the success of comics. And I completely agree with Kirkman. If the top writers/artists did more creator-owned work, it would help grow our industry. Marvel and DC could still be top dogs even with (for lack of a better term) upper mid-level talent. Yet, with the money that Marvel and DC have at their disposal, why would they settle for that? They want the best names on their titles. A writer or artist, with a mortgage and a family to feed, would want a steady paycheck and insurance benefits, which, in theory, Marvel and DC offer. Yes, creator-owned work has the potential to be more lucrative, but it's also riskier. Most of us are not Robert Kirkman. Maybe in an ideal future, the industry would grow, and there would be 10,000+ to buy my books. That's not the reality I'm dealing with. Instead, for me, it's more viable to consider The Long Tail, i.e. treating what I do as a niche business. I can't find 10,000 readers, but can I find a smaller more dedicated readership? Can I find my audience? Then that smaller group acts as ambassadors for my work. It's a nice problem to consider, but I'm still just trying to get books published. My problems aren't at the scale of Kirkman's.

Kirkman suggested a conference to discuss the state of the industry. However, any creative entertainment industry is such a complex system. It would be hard to faithfully represent all facets at a conference -- creators, publishers (small, independent, mainstream, manga, international, web comics), distributors, journalists, printers, retailers (direct and book market), fans, readers, critics, agents, and more. The loudest voices would dominate. What you'd probably want is to enlist some brainy Harvard/MIT level economists to do an audit of the comic book industry. They'd look at it from all perspectives: historical, social, financial. Then they could write a detailed response to that favorite at-the-bar-after-a-convention topic: "How do you save the industry?"

Although, when I said "I can't find 10,000 readers" that's not completely true. I write a semi-monthly comic for D Magazine that gets easily 30,000 readers in the Dallas area. I might be one of the few comic book writers who has those kind of numbers and hardly any one has heard of me. My comics do fairly well locally and in Norman, Oklahoma. Publishers take note.

I don't know. For the most part, I optimistically believe in the free market's ability to self correct. Problems in the industry won't stay problems for long. Also, throughout the history of art, I realize what is commercial and what is critically acclaimed hasn't been one in the same. That is the world we live in. The market needs to grow/expand if we want there to be more room at the top for people to make a good living in comics. We need a market that allows for better stories. We know this stuff. I agree with Kirkman. He's a smart man. The top writers and artists should be telling their own stories, not revisiting and doing variations on established standards. It's a conversation that needs to be had, and I'm glad Kirkman is taking the initiative.

Now, I have some creator-owned comic book proposals in need of a publisher.

TIKI JOE IS A MUST READ

Mark Murphy's TIKI JOE MYSTERIES from SLG Publishing will be in stores this Wednesday (click here for a preview).

Las Vegas, 1959. WWII veteran, Joe Halliday is enjoying the good life. Running Tiki Joe’s Restaurant, courting a beautiful girl and making time with steadfast friends. It’s all good until the local mob moves in with demands for protection money. When the police are unable to help, Joe calls in a few old army friends. Together they decide to pay the mob off....in lead! Tiki Joe is a graphic novel set in Las Vegas, using Polynesian pop-culture and Las Vegas kitsch as a background. Part murder mystery, part hard-boiled thriller by newcomer Mark Murphy.

You don't know how happy it makes me to see Mark Murphy described as a "newcomer." With his very hip HOUSE OF JAVA graphic novel series from NBM, he's been creating comics a lot longer than I have! Murphy is one of those Dallas locals, along with Cal Slayon, JE Smith, and Nick Derington, who originally encouraged me to get into comics. If he's still considered a newcomer, then I don't feel as anxious about what little I've been able to accomplish in the past few years.

Murphy is incredibly talented. You need to get his book.

THE INVISIBLE CITY

My respect for the Dallas Morning News has grown. Maybe it's a slow news month when we can't seem to talk about anything other than oil prices and a Presidential election, but I hope DMN continues their look at south Dallas.

Check out DMN's Bridging Dallas' North-South gap. The videos are especially good.

I love Dallas, and it's always been a concern of mine that while most fixate on the city as a place of big hair and big money, we neglect the other half, a half with style and heart all its own. I worry about gentrification. Politicians and land-developers allow these areas to fall into ruin, then they grab these square acres on the cheap, build expensive condos and force out their original owners. Many occupants have rented their place for years and years; if they owned it, they'd be sitting on something valuable. It's a ruthless system that drives out people. Mortgage discrimination, red-lining, school district gerrymandering, public opinion distorted by the local media, it all plays a part. If you want to see my take, I wrote a one-pager about this exact subject in "Mine All Mine," illustrated by Samax. (South Dallas also plays an important role in the upcoming "Vice and Virtue" storyline for Karma Incorporated.)

As a reminder, I'm an advisory member of La Reunion, which hopes to establish an artist residency in south Dallas. This is another way to support south Dallas growth without distorting and ruining its character.

NOTEBOOK

As you may remember in a previous post, I've been busy working on a Moleskine journal for SEED. Lo and behold, I did it. Last night, I finished writing three issues of an unpublished script, LAKE ARCHER, into the notebook. April has been designing a woodcut to use on the cover. It should look really freakin' cool. From this point, it's all about filling the remaining pages with whatever loose notes, quotes, and ideas come to mind. I put together a Lake Archer soundtrack, and included it. I organized the playlist in about 15 minutes, pulling from 5,428 songs on my iTunes. I was listening to it this morning. Surprisingly, the soundtrack sounds bad ass. Here it is...

1. Whipping the Horse's Eyes by Calexico
2. A Shocking Lack Thereof by dEUS
3. Take Time by The Books
4. Sadie by Joanna Newsom
5. Atlas by Battles
6. All Nite Diner by Modest Mouse
7. Setting vs. Rising by Sunset Rubdown
8. Dollars & Cents by Radiohead
9. Tender Buttons by Broadcast
10. Coast to Coast by Elliott Smith
11. White Ink by Deerhunter
12. Plans by Grizzly Bear
13. Fox Confessor Brings the Flood by Neko Case
14. Farewell Ride by Beck
15. Raw from Self Destruction by The Baptist Generals

All of these mp3's should be available for download at the iTunes music store, except the dEUS song. Sorry. Consider it a bonus track. Anyone living in the Dallas/Fort Worth area, I hope you try to make it to the event on Saturday. And place a bid on my notebook! I will be in Ohio visiting my grandparents, so you need to go for me.

WHEN I SEE AN ELEPHANT FLY

As I've mentioned numerous times on this blog, I absolutely love Disney animated features. From Snow White up until the mid-90s, it's hard to find too many "duds" among those films. They communicate on such a broad level. My four year old is moved. I'm moved. In the comic book workshops I've taught, I always recommend four people worth studying -- William Shakespeare, Walt Disney, Will Eisner, and Hayao Miyazaki.

Tonight, Kennedy and I watched Dumbo. Twice. It's relatively short (64 minutes). The last time I saw this film, I was too young to be socially critical. However, when the crows came into the story, I watched closer -- wanting judge for myself.

The crow characters in the film are seen as African-American caricatures; the leader crow voiced by Cliff Edwards, a white man, was originally named "Jim Crow" for script purposes, and the name stuck. The other crows are all voiced by African-American actors, all members of the Hall Johnson Choir. Despite suggestions of racism by some, many historians such as Zoe Pritchard reject these claims. (from Wikipedia)

From my perspective, I think a distinction needs to be made between "stereotypes" and "racist imagery." Were the crows stereotypes? Definitely. Did it use hateful and harmful racist imagery? I really don't think so. The stereotypes were generally more positive than the ones I see in contemporary pop culture. The crows were among the "good guys." From the ringleader to the clowns to that stupid boy who pulled Dumbo's ears, all the hateful characters were white.

Random side note: my daughter was on the edge of her seat during scene where Dumbo was taken from his mother. Kennedy enjoys films that run the entire emotional gamut. I think most kids do. Disney offers a "safe place" for good stories. Engaging and fun. When the crows sang, she tried to bee-bop along.

The crows were clearly part of "jazz culture" (which for 1941, was as hip as Disney could get). If a new version of the film were made and they need a group of streetwise marginalized youth, to be faithful, you'd probably pull from rap and hip-hop culture. How do you communicate those images without relying on some visual cues that might be deemed as "stereotypes." If it feels honest, you won't notice. If it's overdone, you'll cringe.

Jazz is something America can be proud of. I'm not uncomfortable with black crows being used as Disney's nod to jazz culture in the early '40s. Maybe I'm missing something here, but I'll take this over Speedy Gonzalez. Your thoughts?

Off the race topic. When Dumbo visits his imprisoned mother and she cannot reach him due to her chains, so instead, she gently rocks him with her trunk -- I was nearly in tears.

THE QUESTION OF SAN DIEGO

As summer approaches, I get more and more friends asking "Are you going to San Diego?" The Comic Con is July 23rd - 27th, and for the second year, I'm skipping. I went four years in a row, and it was an incredible event. However, like many other comic book creators, I've been increasingly wary of this annual journey to pop culture mecca. My opinions aren't new or groundbreaking. New rant same as the old rant. It follows two common lines of thought:

1. The event has grown too big. That's the appeal, isn't it? You go to San Diego, because that's where the business is. My first year, I attended a seminar on networking. Solid advice, I follow religiously. And with every year, I learn a little bit more. I laugh about it now, but my first year, I was handing out mini-discs of a three hundred page script to any and every person behind a booth who would take one. Probably not the best way to start a writing career. Since then, I've learned how to put together a good proposal. I've also learned that San Diego is no longer the place to woo publishers. It's simply too busy. The publishers are trying their best to survive the week. The last thing most of them want is to talk about your story. Too many people drop off proposals. Your's is just another hidden away within an unmanageable stack of pulp. At this point, if I want to work with a particular publisher, I e-mail them.

After I got a few books published, San Diego became the place to sell my books. Although, being a proud small press/independent writer, the economics of San Diego don't add up. Take into account the travel expenses (flight and hotel), the cost of a booth, and other impulse buys throughout the week, it's hard to sell enough copies to cover the guilt. Especially being behind a publisher's booth, my book is one lost among the other books. And let's face it, the overwhelming majority of attendees who are only there to spot Hollywood celebrities, the Star Wars fans, the Marvel/DC fans, they aren't interested in a coming-of-age family drama set during the early '60s. With my publishers still opting to attend San Diego, my books will (or won't) sell with or without me. Last year, I went to MoCCA in New York instead. It was a much better event, especially when it came to finding my audience.

2. The event is too Hollywood. Once again, this isn't necessarily a bad thing. The film/television/gaming aspects of the convention bring in a larger audience who may also be interested in comics. The opportunity to get a comic creator's property optioned to a studio could be quite lucrative, but I've never been interested in writing for Hollywood. I went into comics. That's the medium I love. More money and more exposure potentially gives me opportunities to write and publish more comics. That's how I have to look at it. That being said, it's gotten a little ridiculous. The Hollywood execs patrol the aisles desperate to find something they can turn into the next 300, Sin City, or Iron Man. What's worse is the the comic book writer falling over himself/herself to meet one of these people, secretly wishing they can jump ship from our bastard artform and join the noble ranks of Hollywood. Trading caffeine for cocaine. I'll tolerate the game to an extent, but as an industry, we're more than Hollywood's strip mine.

There are some good reasons to attend San Diego Comic Con.

1. The Eisner's. This is the highlight of the week for me. It's the most cherished honor you can receive in comics, and I love attending the event. I'm a ashamed so many people skip out. I view it as almost an obligation. If you've committed yourself to the growth of the comic industry, you should be there to recognize the accomplishments of the previous year. Plus, it's nice to attend a reasonably classy event devoid of men and women dressed as Stormtroopers.

2. To Meet Up. And we return to this question asked by my friends: "Are you going to San Diego?" Fact is it's one of the few places where I can to hang out with people I only see once or twice a year. Other large conventions exist. San Diego is the place where people assume you'll be there. However, if this is the only reason to attend, we need to find a less expensive meeting place. The Hyatt Bar is ridiculous, absurdly crowded and over priced. Hotels are a Madmax post-apocalyptic nightmare in hospitality management. And Ralph's! Um... I have no complaint with Ralph's. It's a cool place to grab groceries on your way to the convention center.

There's no immediate solution. I hope the growth of San Diego Comic Con is a sign of positive growth for our industry, and not an indicator of us being eclipsed or bullied by the larger film/television/gaming industries. And if San Diego is a sign that comics are simply too big for a singular "must attend" event, then cool. We pick and choose. Maybe some year, I'll go back, but not this year.

MISCELLANY FOR FRIDAY

* So far, I have thirteen pages collected for "Mine All Mine." It's looking nice. Thank you to everyone who contributed. While I didn't intend for it to be, this project has turned into a wonderful early birthday present -- getting to work with all these fantastic artists.

* A few days ago, I received an e-mail from Josh Fialkov. Rather than summarize it, here it is:

It has come to my attention one of Image's own, Josh Medors (artist of the upcoming FRANK FRAZETTA'S SWAMP DEMON), has long been fighting cancer. While things have been on the upswing, a recent analysis showed a recently removed tumor has come back and unless his radiation therapy helps, he may only have three months to live.

In light of this news, we've immediately organized an auction for this upcoming Emerald City Comic Con to support Josh.

From Frazetta Comics Editor, Jay Fotos:

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I have some not good news...

Josh Medors, artist on Frazetta's Swamp Demon has cancer, he went in and got a tumor removed from his spine a few months ago and it's back and with more specialists involved found out it's a very rare cancer that is normally found in the brain.

He is in kemo therapy now and was told if this does not work he has 3 months to live.

Of course like most freelance artists he does not have insurance.

So, I would like to do as much as I can to raise some money to help pay for some of his bills.

I'm working with Image Comics now on setting up a auction at Emerald City Comicon (in 2 weeks)... that Frazetta Comics will have a booth at.

So I ask everyone here is that you can donate something for this auction that would be greatly appreciated.

Josh is a good friend, father and artist.

With the support from the comic industry that he loves dearly, we can all help ease his pain just a little would be most appreciated.

Please contact me on what you would like to donate.

They can be sent to:

Jim Demonakos
c/o ECCC Medors Auction
10706 57th Pl. W.
Mukilteo, WA 98275

Information on what you can do to help is available here:
http://www.comicbookresources.com/?page=article&id=16161

* In other news, tonight, ArtLoveMagic presents: ARRIVE, a night of live art, music, poetry, and celebration. The event starts at 8 PM. $5 cover. Mokah Art Gallery in Deep Ellum.

EXCLUSIVE WITH ZEUS COMICS DOT COM

I’ve updated my website -- now all my comics and graphic novels on the published work page are linked *and available for purchase* through the Zeus Comics online store. (click here). Chris Williams has kindly added cover images and descriptions to each of my titles.

Even if you already have a copy of Astronaut Dad, Emily Edison, Karma Incorporated, or Antigone, I would love if you'd peruse their site to give your own starred rating or review. Zeus Comics has been very supportive of my work, always ordering tons of copies, hosting in-store signings and release parties.

Keep in mind: There are numerous indie-friendly comic book shops where you can find my books, and any retailer can order through Diamond Distributors. However, when it comes specifically to my website, I'm using Zeus and greatly appreciate all they've done.

FOER AND LOVIE

"Why would a reviewer make the point of saying someone's not a genius? Do you especially think I'm not a genius? You didn't even have to think about it, did you?"

- Eli Cash, The Royal Tenenbaums

Ever so often I get the reminder, as if I needed one, that I am definitely "not a genius." Last night, it came when I started reading Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close by Jonathan Safran Foer.


What a freakin' amazing novel. I looked at his Wikipedia bio. He's my age. In a world that creates writers like Foer, I feel pretty small. Even at my best -- I'll be thinking: "Yeah, but have you read this guy." Seriously.

In other news, Quick DFW's Battle of the Bands is down to the Final Four with my friend's band Lovie still fighting.


Already some of my favorite local bands have been knocked out (Salim Nourallah, Sarah Jaffe, Red Monroe, Mom, Theater Fire, Laura Palmer, Robert Gomez, Smile Smile). Good music must prevail! We need you to vote for the best band... *ahem* Lovie. Give them all a listen, and decide for yourself. But come on, Lovie.

NOT RUBY

Some of you might know, for the past four years, I've been doing research for a possible graphic novel about Jack Ruby (preview here). I've read numerous books and articles about him, listened to audio, watched several bits of video, analyzed photos, documentaries. I've walked about Dallas, visiting the places where he's been. Better than most people, I know Jack Ruby.


Recently, Dallas Morning News reported that County District Attorney Craig Watkins revealed documents related to the assassination of Kennedy, found in a little-known vault in his office (click to read the full story). The juiciest document is a transcript of an alleged conversation between Jack Ruby and Lee Harvey Oswald. A conversation that apparently took place at the Carousel Club. The transcript is a "smoking gun" that suggests (a) Ruby is involved with the Mafia (b) Ruby contracted Oswald to kill the President (c) They did this to get at the Attorney General, i.e. Robert Kennedy, brother of John F. Kennedy. Apparently, it's easier to assassinate the President than the Attorney General.

I've read the transcript. I promise it's a complete fake. This so-called conversation does not sound like Ruby. It doesn't pace like how Ruby talks. It doesn't use Ruby's vocabulary, or have his personality. It reads like bad crime noir fiction. Besides, Ruby's involvement with the Mafia is HIGHLY, HIGHLY, HIGHLY unlikely. He simply wouldn't be trustworthy as an Mafia operative. All available evidence shows that he liked the President. He was more fixated with other matters at that time in his professional life. This is not Jack Ruby.

I'm not a conspiracy theorist. Instead, I side with Darnay Hoffman: Ruby's dog disproves any and all conspiracies. Not kidding.