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141. NO COMMITMENTS CONTINUED, November 27, 2006

 

2. Second priority.

I’ve been working my ass off and really enjoying scripting the new Dick Hammer web comic I’m planning.  I’ve got the entire back-story lined up, which is a doozy to sort out, because it’s so complicated.  I had to get the back-story figured out, and then the actual comic story timeline begins AFTER the back-story has run its course.  So then I started trying to figure out the plotting, and when and how you, the reader, will learn which facts, so that it remains a mystery, makes sense, paces all right, and is hopefully an enjoyable read.  After spending maybe a week on this, and it going difficultly, I decided, screw it, and just started plotting.  I will figure it out as it goes.  I will let it reveal itself to me at its own pace, and I’ll go in and re-work the plot threads as needed, as they flesh themselves out.

This web-comic is going to be in the Dick Tracy newspaper comic strip style, and I will only do four panels per entry, and I’m thinking realistically, I probably won’t do more than one entry per week.  I’ve finished the scripts for almost a year of installments, at that pace, and I’m barely into the story at all.  My concern is that many of my stories pace slowly, and there’s a lot of dialogue.  So I’m making a conscious effort to minimize the text-per-panel.

 

Overall, it’s going to be a big, slow project, but I’m really looking forward to it.  It’s gonna go along slowly, and then after that year mark, you the reader are going to realize something is going on, and even more slowly you’ll begin to piece together all the craziness.  It’s going to build to a huge film-noir-style climax, with lots of crazy plot twists.  I’m excited about the story.  I’m excited to begin something new.  I’m hoping to begin drawing this week.

 

3. 3rd Priority

Once the Doris Danger book is completed, I’d like to jump back into my religious story, “Limbo Cafe,” which is long overdue.  This was the first comic script I wrote, years before I began publishing my other comics, and I drew about thirty pages of it a year ago, then got side-tracked. 

Originally I envisioned this project as a seven-issue mini-series, but now I have an idea to also produce five or so similarly-religiously-themed mini-comics, and then later include them in the overall big picture.  Once again, this is thinking marketing-wise about releasing products while tied up producing bigger, slower projects.  This is why I decided to do Dick Hammer as a web comic- so that even though it’s a huge project, it will be something people can enjoy along the way, instead of waiting for three years or whatever it takes to finish it.

So the re-visualization of Limbo Café is that these between-chapter installments, which I will release as home-printed mini-comics beforehand, will be “behind-the-scenes, absolutely true stories of the New Testament Bible,” which will be my own atheist’s version of the Jack Chick-style pamphlets. 

And then Limbo Café, I’ve decided to fuck single issues and just put this goddamn thing out as a graphic novel.  As a package, it will be fine, but from a marketing standpoint, I just don’t think I can justify trying to do single issues again.  I haven’t had the luck for it.  Every time, sales have been so horrible.  So I hate myself for it, deciding to make the move to graphic novels.  Because I despise graphic novels, and I love comics, and I wanted to resist as hard and for as long as I could, but I see it so clearly now…it’s futile, futile…

So these three priorities (the second Doris Danger giant book, the hundreds-of-pages Dick Hammer Web Comic, and the 150-or so page Limbo Café), in all likelihood, could keep me busy for two or more years.   Which is a shame, because I’ve got SO many more stories I want to tell.  All I can do is pump everything out as fast as I can, and look forward to the next one.

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140. NO COMMITMENTS, November 27, 2006

I literally have nothing to worry about at this point.  No projects committed to.  Nothing particularly to do, unless I feel like it.  I’m open to begin working on whatever I want to do.  It’s pretty freeing. 

I’ve wound up with a game plan, but I don’t need to stick with it unless I feel like it.

1. First priority. 

I’m going to do another giant-sized Doris Danger book.  This is the obvious one, because it can collect the two 16-page Doris Danger books, and all I need to do is pound out maybe a dozen or twenty new pages, and that will be ready. It will be a big book with a big cover price, with a minimum of extra work to be done. 

I’ve got a blurb from Stan Lee, and a cover by Shag.  It’s going to be another nice package, that I can be as proud of as the first one.  And I’m really proud with the Doris Danger work I’ve been doing.  I flip through the pages, and find myself laughing out loud at all my jokes.  Isn’t it nice knowing my books have at least one fan…ME.  Of course I’d like to have this published in time for San Diego this year.

The sixteen pagers sold pathetically low numbers, and on top of that, because the cover prices were so low, it did that much worse.  On top of that, I woke up in a sweat one night and realized I can only break just even, if for some reason I manage to sell every issue I print.  Which is impossible, because I’ll send a portion out to reviewers and editors.

When I came up with the $2.50 cover price, I felt like a heel charging so high for a piddly 24-page book.  But the problem was, that means I only get one dollar a book from the distributor.  The problem with that is that the printer charges me, including shipping, $960 for a thousand issues.  For the less-math-inclined, that means it costs me ninety-six cents for each issue, and Diamond pays me a dollar.  So when I went to the printer with these books, I figured, well that’s four cents I can theoretically make per book.  And never mind the books I give away for notice or reviews, which would automatically cut into that four-cent-per-book profit I was making.

The reason I woke up in a sweat is, I realized I’d forgotten that Diamond charges an extra two percent fee for shipping my books from the printer to them.  So just like that, my amazing profits are cut in half!  I just NEVER FUCKING WIN AT THIS GODDAMN INDUSTRY!  OH, THE GODDAMN MISERY OF IT ALL, JUST TRYING TO GET MY BOOKS INTO THE HANDS OF POTENTIAL FANS!  THE GODDAMN MISERY!

I’ve drawn four Doris Danger pages in the last three weeks.  I did two pages in two weeks on my own.  This week was Thanksgiving, so not only did I have less days of work, but also my parents were in town, and could hold my little screaming baby and keep him busy and smiling while I got some work done.  Realistically, I don’t know the likelihood I’ll be able to be this “productive,” EVER AGAIN…And I say “productive” with quotes because I think it’s PATHETIC to only get two pages done in a week, for Christ’s sake…but everyone said becoming a parent is a definite life change…

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139 STUMPTOWN, PORTLAND OREGON

OCTOBER 27-28, 2006

I’d never been there, but I heard that the convention center, where the con would be, was a major, BIG place, so that made me hopeful that the convention would be an impressive size.  When we arrived there, it took some time to figure out where the comic convention was.  We couldn’t find any signs saying “Stumptown” or “this way,” or anything like that.  I didn’t see anything to point out there was a comics convention here at all.  It turned out that there was a convention center sign flashing all the events going on at the con, and if you waited about three minutes, you would get through the full rotation and see the comic con listed.   

I jumped out at the main entrance, dragging my suitcases full of books, and poked around.  Wandering the halls, it took some exploring, and finally I asked a security guard, who told me what elevator to take, and what halls to go down.  I don’t know that I could have found it again.

The room of the con was pretty small, relative to some of the cons I’ve done.  It was a tiny room tucked away.  But we were located basically right at the front door, which seemed like a pretty great location. 

All the comic shops up this way seemed really indie-friendly.  One shop, Cosmic Monkey, glanced at my table, and it turns out they had ordered every one of my books over the last couple years, but didn’t realize that one person (me) had put all the different titles out, and that seemed to delight them.  That was a nice feeling.  Not only that a store was out there somewhere, ordering my stuff, but that they seemed to be enjoying it.

At Dan Cooney’s recommendation, I spoke with and got business cards from all the shops that I could find there.  One shop kept eyeing my stuff, and said one day he was going to have to pick something up for the shop.  I told him I’d give him a discount if he was ordering for his shop.  Stores get a fifty percent discount from Diamond distributors, so I give the same to shops, if they approach me at conventions.  The next day he came over, and he said, “I’ll take this one book.  Fifty percent off, right?”  And I’m thinking, Well, that’s what I said, but when someone says they’re going to order stuff for their shop, they usually get eight or ten books.  I was kind of speechless, and I just said, Okay.  So THEN, he says, “So do you just want store credit?”  I was flabbergasted.  I told him, “No, if it’s just one book, I’ll just take the cash.”  So THEN he says, “Can I write you a check?”  And we’re talking about FIVE DOLLARS here, for ONE BOOK “for his store” (and if he only buys one, it makes me sarcastically wonder if he’s just going to take it home and read it for himself) and I’m wondering if I should just tell him to forget the whole goddamn thing, because this feels like such bullshit.  But I took his check, and thought to myself: He’s in this same pathetic, frustrating industry I’m in, and can use a deal as well as I can.  And if I’m getting one book out there into new people’s hands, that’s all that really matters, and if it’s a store owner, he might like it and decide he’d like to pick up more for some of his clientele, so what the hell is my problem anyways?  Sometimes I need to chill out. 

Fantagraphics, Oni, Top Shelf and Darkhorse were all at this con.  It surprised me how many companies were there, but all these companies except Top Shelf are “local” (within a few hours), so it makes sense.  I wanted to discuss possibilities of working for some of these companies, so I walked by Darkhorse and Top Shelf and Fantagraphics, but didn’t see anyone I knew to talk to. 

At Oni, I spoke with Randall, who I make a point to visit with every con, and who’s always really friendly.  I told him I hadn’t spoken with him about it for a while, and just wanted to mention that I was tired of losing money self-publishing every issue I did, and what could I do to try and get work from them.  I told him I already suspected they had plenty of writers, and that I was willing to draw.  He said that was the case, and that, in fact, they were always in need of artists for all their stories.  I was surprised at this statement, because it suggested to me I might be able to land work after all. 

He asked if I wanted to draw in my Kirby style, and I explained that I’m happy to draw in all kinds of styles, and that for me, that’s half the fun of it, coming up with styles that work for a given story.  I told him my favorite style to work in is noir, but with retro, thick-brushed linework.  He then said that they actually have a couple noir projects coming up, and he’d send me a sample of the scripts to take a look at.  I couldn’t believe it.  Wouldn’t that be great to do a crime book for Oni!

I told him I knew I had kind of snuck through the back door, landing work through them with Sam Kieth’s Ojo project.  (Sam hired me to do the work, and Sam paid me out of his paycheck, so all my dealings were with Sam, not Oni).  Randall laughed and said he’s heard that the comics industry is likened to a castle, because no one can ever get through the walls, even though everyone’s trying.  And then someone will find some crack to slip through, and soon as he’s in, the industry seals up that crack too, and it’s that much harder for everyone else on the outside.  He nailed it. 

While we were there, we watched Scott McCloud walk in, and start wandering around.  My friend Dan told me that Scott had announced he was touring, so he put all his stuff in storage, and decided to go see all fifty states.  I assume something brought him up this way, and he decided to pop into the convention while he was here.  I said a quick hello, and reminded him I was the guy doing the Kirby-style giant monsters (I find you have to remind people who you are, or they won’t remember.  In fact, even if you remind them, there’s a good chance they won’t remember) and let him know he’s inspired me to do a web comic of my own.  He’s always real friendly and polite, but I get the feeling he isn’t particularly excited to hear what a complete stranger (me) is up to – and why should he?

While I was sitting around, I saw Eric Reynolds walk into the con, who I’ve been getting to know better because he’s usually manning the Fantagraphics booths.  I called him over to my table, and he said he’d received a copy of Dr. DeBunko I’d sent him, but hadn’t had a chance to read it.  I asked about the possibility of getting work at Fantagraphics.  I told him I assumed Fantagraphics doesn’t hook artists and writers together, and basically is looking for people’s creations, ready to go.  He said exactly.  I said something derogatory about my Doris Danger stories.  Something along the lines of “I know you weren’t interested in them” or “I know it wasn’t good enough for your company.”  He sweetly emphasized that my stories are good, he just didn’t think they would fit in with the Fantagraphics line.  I mentioned Dr. DeBunko, and he again said, He just didn’t think Gary (Groth) usually went for the parody stuff.  This was a good insight, but once again I  was surprised by a person’s perspective of my work.  It had never crossed my mind that I’m just a “parody” guy.  Sure, Doris Danger parodies the Kirby style, Dick Hammer parodies Micky Spillane’s hardboiled novels.  But all this time I thought I was invigorating my parodies with so much depth and intellectual stimulation that they were surpassing mere parody.  But not, apparently, in the eyes of Fantagraphics.  And a lot of other people who look at my work, it turns out.  That’s good to be aware of how people perceive what I’m doing. 

On the second day, in walked Matt Wagner.  He had told me he wouldn’t make this con, because he’d be going to a different convention the same weekend.  I was surprised and excited to see him.  I shouted his name and called him over, and of course since he hadn’t wound up going to the other convention, he popped in here, to see what was going on.  I asked him, if we come up again some time, if he’ll have dinner with us.  He said, “Oh yeah, of course!” and shrugged as if to say, You don’t even need to ask.

I think one of my favorite visits with an artist was Tom Orzechowski, a letter who’s been in the industry for years.  I actually met him at Wondercon earlier this year.  He was walking by and actually got a laugh mid walk from my Doris Danger treasury.  He stopped to flip through it and visit.  He had said then that he never had the opportunity to letter the King. 

Now, at Stumptown, I asked him if he was still lettering, and he said he is, but he does it all on computer now.  I asked what made him decide to make the switch.  He said the comics companies told him, “If you want to keep working for us, you’ll buy this lettering program, and you’ll learn to use it.”  So he was forced.  I asked how he likes computer lettering.  He said it’s just different, and he enjoys different aspects about each.  He pointed out, if you give a bunch of people the same font, you can give a few pages to a few guys each, and get a full book lettered in a few hours.  If different guys all hand-letter the same pages, the book won’t be consistent.  That’s quite an advantage over hand lettering, if you’re on a deadline and in a pinch.  Never really thought about that kind of stuff.

He said he tried lettering something by hand recently, and he just doesn’t have the chops any more.  I really enjoyed hearing about the professional lettering industry from him.  Goodbye (sniff), hand-made letters! 

I was kicking myself all weekend, because I forgot to bring copies of the Lump trade paperback.  I don’t know how I could have blown that, because it’s my newest book, and if I’d just sold a few of those, I think I could have done much better at the con.  As it was, I made back my inexpensive table costs, but didn’t make back my inexpensive flight up.  Everyone at the con agreed the weekend was kind of quiet.  One of my poor friends there told me he only sold two trade paperbacks the whole weekend – both on the second day.  That second day must have been hell, but that FIRST day must have REALLY been hell.

The guy who ran the con sent out a really nice letter after, pointing out all these weaknesses of the con, and said he’d try and do even better next year.

I still thoroughly enjoyed myself.  The con had a great indie vibe, and I had a lot of nice interactions, and just maybe I’ll hit this con again.

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138. PREPARING FOR STUMPTOWN, PORTLAND OREGON

October27-28, 2006

I wanted to try and do a couple more conventions after San Diego, before the end of the year. For one thing, I’ve got these three books coming out (Dr. DeBunko, Doris Army Battles and Doris in Outer Space), and I wanted a con to shop them. But also, knowing this year is theoretically the year I have to start making a profit, and going to conventions and meeting and hopefully gaining new fans and spreading word seems like it should be the best grass-roots way to build up sales.

It states in the tax guidelines for the IRS that a business must make a profit three out of five years, and I claimed huge losses in 2004 and 2005. This means I have to make a profit this year, and for the next couple after that. I hoped I would get a another nice royalty check for Ojo, like I did in 2005. It had sold so well last year, I got a surprise check that was so ENORMOUS, I fell out of my seat when I opened it. This year I figured, well, sales will of course slow down, but maybe it will still sell a few copies. The royalties came in, and they turned out to be about one five-HUNDREDTH of what I got last year. That is a SERIOUS drop in sales.

So opening the envelope for that royalty check didn’t leave me much hope of making a profit this year. The last two years, my Ojo money made up like two thirds or more of my income. With that gone, I felt pretty hopeless, but thought maybe if I put as many books out as I could, one of them would finally do all right. So I threw together the three issues for Oct-Nov-Dec release, but all of them sold as pathetic as my books usually do, and that was the end of my hopes for a profit this year.

I assumed my only remaining hope was to get out there to a couple more conventions, and pitch pitch pitch. I voiced this to my friend, Dan Cooney, who self-publishes a comic called Valentine. We talked about some possibilities for going out to cons together before 2007 rolled in, and he suggested Stumptown in Portland. It’s a small and newer con (this was its third year), and its emphasis was on indie comics publishers. That sounded like a wise choice for me for a con. Add to that I had relatives to stay with, so I didn’t need to get a hotel. Add to that, it was a five hour drive, but a drive nonetheless, which would save on airfare. And I was sold when I saw Mike Allred listed as a featured guest.

After discussing it, Elizabeth decided it would be best if she stayed home with Oscar, because we’d tried a five-hour-drive vacation, and it was pretty rough with our little newborn. So the plan was for me to drive up with Dan.

Plans changed, after the con was booked, when we learned Elizabeth had to go down to Los Angeles for business. We decided I should take time off from work, and go down with her, and watch Oscar while she was in her meetings. Once her meetings were done, I flew straight from L.A. up to Portland. No extra money spent there, because I would have had to have flown back home anyways, and Dan kindly picked up and drove all my boxes of books up with him, in his car, and then I drove back home with him.

Before leaving for the trip, I learned Mike Allred wouldn’t make it to the con. I had emailed him, saying, “If I come up to the con, would you have time to have dinner or breakfast one day?” He replied it was a possibility, but only if he didn’t have to cancel, since he was working on his Madman film. Of course, he wound up having to cancel. Shucks!

I also emailed Matt Wagner to see if he’d be there. He said he was most likely going to be flown out to a con in Texas, I believe.

Even though I wouldn’t be able to hob-nob with my friends, I was ready and hopeful that this would be a good con for me.

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