Babbling Point

:-) CAUGHT IN THE WEB I went online around an hour ago. (Or was it thrity minutes ago? I'm not sure anymore.) Anyway, I went online with the intention of research a particular topic for this print ad I'm trying to crack. In the process of that so-called research, I followed one hyperlink after another and ended up in a place far, far away. So, now I forget why I went online in the first place. Anyway, here are some interesting things that I found: 1. Warren Ellis is writing another online column at the Pulse. 2. Neil Gaiman's speech at the Harvery Awards: Where he gives some advice about creating comics. Read outside of comics. Learn from places that aren't comics. Don't do what anyone else is doing. Steal from places that people aren't looking. Go outside. Many years ago, when it was almost unheard of for foreigners to write American comics, people used to ask why British Writers were different. I had no idea. I did notice that when I

:-) Below is an email I got from Brandie, in reaction to my HACK AND SLACK entry. The Hack by Luke Sullivan The first warning sign you're in the presence of a Hack is that he'll somehow bring up his One Good Ad from Way Back. He won't tell it that. In fact, he'll show it to you and say something like, "This is the kind of work we do here." That's when you notice the ad is on brittle, yellowing paper from a magazine called Collier's. All Hacks have one of these ads. They made their name on it. They've been riding its tired old back for decades and look about as silly doing it as Adam West now looks in his old Batman suit. It can be a great ad. Doesn't matter. Ask yourself, what else have they done? Talented people with a gift for advertising keep doing great work, time and again, for variety of clients. Another sign that should send your Hack-O-Meter into the red is how they talk. And how they do talk. In fact, talk is all

:) HACK AND SLASH I spent the whole morning and afternoon trying to crack this radio script. I just had a sandwhich for lunch because I wanted to get back to the computer to try and write something. Around 3pm, I showed my boss the two scripts I made. As I entered her office I said, "This is what you call a dry spell." She shot down one script and told me to change the punchline of the other script. The meeting was at 4:30pm. I sat back at my computer and was stumped. While all of this was happening, the printer started to go berserk, so our other presentation materials were not coming out right. Our Business Director came over to check my radio scripts and I told him that I had nothing. He looked like a deer stuck in the headlines. I told him I'll try to come up with something, but if not, we could at least present the other materials. 15 minutes before we had to leave, I started to hack away at the keys, not really sure what I was writing..

:) Click-click and check out Carl's interview in the Sunday Inquirer Magazine. I also posted the interview in the KOMIX101 site .

:-) I had a dream last night... I dreamt that I was in the largest branch of Comic Quest. It was like their super-mega-branch. I felt like I was in that white-limbo-room of the Matrix, but instead of an endless rack of guns, it was filled with comic books and graphic novels. (photo from Brandie's phlog) But that wasn't the best past of the dream. As I walked past back issue boxes and shelves filled with graphic novels, I realized that some was holding my hand. I turned to see that I was holding the very soft hands of a girl. I could not see her face and can only remember her smile. She had a big, bright smile... like a Cherish Cat, who guided me through that comic book wonderland. As we walked through the store, I kept picking up old Marvel titles and she kept picking up Vertigo and indie / small press titles. And when we got to the cashier, she brought out her MasterCard and paid for everything. Priceless! We ended up in a cafe (which was still so