Sunday, February 25, 2007

What's the definition of a will? (It's a dead giveaway.)

So I have spent a considerable amount of this Sunday working on my current comic book assignment, which is shaping up to be the best mini-series of my career.

Things are going really good with the writing and the creative team behind this and the support staff is unbelievable. This could be the book that really cements my status.

I believe that everyone who chooses a difficult and unconventional career path faces moments of doubt and uncertainty. I think this is the case for anyone that chose a creative path be it writing, singing, performing, etc. It is hard for people to see the massive breadth of your work because people don’t see all of your failures. I’ve got (Marvel’s E-I-C) Joe Quesada’s autograph dozens of times on rejection letters. Because those failures don’t see the light of day, people don’t see all those hours spent working.

There was a friend of mine back in high school and my early days of college and we use to have strange conversations. I knew the exact destination I wanted to be at. I knew I wanted to write comic books. However, there is no set of classes and seminars you can take and be guaranteed employment.
My friend was attending college but she had no clue what her destination was. She was on the road to somewhere great with scholarships and a good school but she didn’t know where she was going.
So you have one person on a golden road but doesn’t know where she is going to end up and a person armed with a machete hacking his own path through the jungle towards a shining city somewhere in the distance (with no guarantee that he will even make it to the city). Who is better off?

Through a lot of hard work (and a considerable amount of luck), I have arrived at my shining city. I don’t have a monthly assignment yet and I am still hustling for my next assignment. I’m not living in the castle yet but I am inside the perimeter wall.

So I was talking about doubt and uncertainty earlier. Every time I step into a new project I get butterflies. I wonder, “Will they like it?” “Am I good enough to do this?” “Can I do it?” But then I start to work and the more pages I get into a script, the more my confidence builds. And that is when I realize that I was born to do this. This is my calling in life.
But when you are walking that path, until you arrive at a destination, you constantly are plagued with self-doubt. For years, really ever since I left High School, I have been chasing a dream. I have turned my back on opportunities and money. Times have been tough. (In many ways, times are still tough…) And after I had kids, I realized that I was not only jeopardizing my future if I took my shot and failed… I was jeopardizing theirs as well.
But things are finally starting to turn around for me. I cannot tell you how powerful that is. You rarely hear about guys who take a shot and miss. But you also never read stories about people who take the safe path and live their lives working at a job they hate, wishing they had done something else with their life.
I like to think that I am following a similar path as my idol Todd McFarlane. And if I could build an empire a tenth the size that he has, I will die a happy man and my family will be well compensated financially.
But moreover, by pursuing this dream, I believe that it has made me a better person. It is times like this that I look back on quotable quotes I have on my web page. Now, more than ever, I take great solace in a quote from the man whom inspired my second son’s middle name…

"I am turning my back on a sure thing for some, perhaps, unattainable goal.
My wife and I have a new daughter and I know that because I am following my heart I will be a better husband and father.
No amount of money could by me that."
Todd McFarlane—1992
On leaving Spider-Man to form Image Comics

Life is… Okay

To quote the late, great Rodney Dangerfield, “I tell ya, I’m okay now but last week I was in rough shape, rough shape…” [You have to imagine me straightening my tie just then.]
First, I’m sick and I lost my voice due to congestion. I’m getting better. My voice is still bad and I hack up things during the morning shower that you could use as mortar to build a castle.
Jason, our middle child, contracted salmonella poisoning from Peter Pan peanut butter and was taking all sorts of antibiotics. The doctors were treating him like he had salmonella. To positively confirm it, we would have had to given a stool sample and I’m not making an eight-year-old with the dia-rears poop in a cup. I tossed out two half eaten jars of the 2111 code peanut butter (one crunchy, one creamy).
The day after being diagnosed with the gut ache, our oldest son, Alex, ate something that gave him the hives and he had to go to the emergency room for shots. (He recovered quickly.)
Amy had a touch of something. Thank God Lauren stayed healthy. But it was just like a one-two-one-two-onetwoone punch that I couldn’t get away from.

There is good news to go with this… and some insignificant, childish news too. C’mon would it be an RMF Blog without it?
My dad has made the move to California (not that that is good news but it is newsworthy). He’s teaching kids how to fly in a giant video game simulator for Boeing. I often wonder how many of his former students are over in Iraq. He is doing the same thing he did in Altus but at a different Air Force base. But he is living near a lot of his siblings, which I think will be good for him. We had a visit last week (just as everyone was getting sick). This was the first visit I could remember where both of us talked about Mom without shedding any tears. After a year and two months, I think that is a sign that the healing process is finally starting to work. God, I hate Cancer. Is there a single more vile word in the English language?


Works sucks but it is paying the bills for now. On the other hand, the new comic book assignment is great. I haven’t had this much fun in a long time. [More on that next blog.]

Marvel Civil War just came to its epic conclusion. If you are lurking about on Amazon.com and the trade paperback becomes available, I would definitely pick that up whether you are a comic fan or not.
Skip the Nicolas Cage movie Ghost Rider. Visually it was stunning but I think a twelve-year-old wrote the script. But I did see a new trailer for Spider-Man 3 which looks awesome! Can’t wait.

Lost keeps getting stranger and they aren’t answering questions fast enough for me so Prison Break is now the best show on TV in my humble opinion. Buy Season 1 on DVD and watch it straight through. You won’t regret it.

I still can’t find a Marvel Legends black suit “Julia Carpenter” Spider-Woman variant from the M.O.D.O.K. series and I keep getting outbid on eBay. Stupid Marvel Legends and my hopeless addiction. I swear this addiction is my cocaine…

So that’s about it. Digest all that information. More soon…

Monday, February 19, 2007

Life is Good!

So after taking a few baby steps over the last several months, my career as a professional comic book writer just took a huge leap forward. I have been hired by Arcana Studios (my publisher for my last three comic book projects) for an original mini-series that is scheduled for four issues, bringing my total from 13 issues to 17.

I don’t want to disclose too much information (because I’m not certain if I should) but I am tremendously excited about this project. I’m hoping that it is the kick-start I need to get even more projects in development. I am still paying my dues and grinding it out between assignments but this could be a big project that gets me noticed.

I am writing this as I am submitting the first draft of Issue #1 to my publisher. (Hey, I would have blogged about this sooner but I had a comic to write!) I’m going to move on to Issue #2 tomorrow while my publisher handles getting an art team together.

So for the last several days, I have been in a state of painful bliss. When I get done really working hard on a script, I felt like I just came out of the ACTs. My mind has turned to mush from all those creative neurons firing and you are just exhausted but I could not be happier. While I suspected all along, I now know that writing comic books is not just something I want to do but something I have to do.
Still, there is no rest for the weary because I still have three more issues to write. More soon.