Babbling Point

Filipino comic book writer J.Torres will be one of the contributors to an upcoming issue of X-MEN UNLIMITED. I asked him how he got that writing gig. Below is his answer.

My first Marvel gig was a text piece in Marvel Knights: Millennial Visions edited by Mike Marts. I first met Mike when he was an associate editor at Acclaim about three or four years ago. I was supposed to do some work for them, but the company's comic division folded before that happened. After Millennial Visions, Mike asked me to write a two-part Black Panther fill-in (which will probably never get used given the series' problems). Around the time I was finishing up that assignment, C.B. Cebulski was offered a position at Marvel. C.B. was my editor at Fanboy Entertainment, the company that originally published Sidekicks. He was initially brought on to manage the Mangaverse books. But about three months into his tenure he was assigned as the assistant editor of X-Men Unlimited, and at the time Mike was the interim editor of the series while Marvel did some editorial reshuffling.

So, in short: it's all about who you know :)

J.

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Of course the other important tip that J. mention in a previous email is that he was able to get his first writing gigs because of his self-published works, which eventually got him that SIDEKICKS gig, which eventually got him... well, you already read what he was able to get.

It's been a year since I've published BATCH72 #1. I thought I had everything planned, that it was going to be a 5-issue mini-series and it would actually come out monthly. So, I've now simplified my plans to just releasing #3 and that would be that. I'd still love to release #4 (which is actually the very first issue of B72, but with additional pages) but that will all depend on the sales of the other books.

Maybe next year will be better.

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