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OK, so good news/bad news time.
The bad news is that, unfortunately, due to unforeseen circumstances, I had to cancel my appearances at both the Summit City Comic Con in Fort Wayne, IN and the Derby City Comic Con in Louisville, KY. Both are really great shows and I’m super bummed that I won’t be able to make it to either of them this year. But I shall return, with something that resembles a vengeance, next year.
The good news is that means my first and only show of the season is the Small Press & Alternative Comics Expo in beautiful Columbus, OH!
I’ll be located at Table 129 and will have copies of Punch-Up and Skottie Rocket for sale — both written by me and illustrated by the Amazing David Brame — as well as FREE Punch-Up postcards and stickers — AND, to sweeten the pot, I will have TEN Punch-Up Patrick Plushies for sale, courtesy of the wonderful Ms. Abigail Kokai.
And, in case you weren’t already sick of me, at 4:00 on Saturday April 21st, I will be talking about webcomics on a panel with fellow webcomics creators Doug Hufford & Todd Beistel (Yuri Gypsy Hunter), Eric Adams (Lackluster World), and Kevin Czapiewski (Spoilers). This will be my first ever panel, so make sure you come see just how much I can prattle on and sweat in one hour!
SPACE is held at the Ramada Plaza Hotel & Conference Center, located at 4900 Sinclair Road Columbus, OH 43229, April 21st and 22nd, from 10:00 AM through 6:00 PM on Saturday and 10:00 AM through 5:00 PM on Sunday. Admission is $5.00 a day or $8.00 for a weekend pass.
So come on down to S.P.A.C.E. and buy a book or two or just say hi! Either way, it should be a blast!
2011 was a weird year for me. Granted, most of my years on this planet have been “weird” for the most part; this one was just… different.
2011 was the first year I had lived in my hometown in a decade. Although, I did some freelancing and lived off of what I made, I was technically unemployed — for the first time since I was sixteen years old — the entire year. I knew very few people in town who I wasn’t related to. I lived mostly as a hermit, emerging from my secluded home only for sustenance, out-of-town comic conventions, and, occasionally, for short bursts of human contact.
That said, 2011 also held a lot of big moments for me, as well.
2011 also marked my first time as a paid comic book writer as well as a paid comic book letterer (that book was only just completed and I have not been able to share pages from it as of yet).
And I’ve received shout outs from both Warren Ellis, for a book cover I designed, and Joe Hill, who had start reading my webcomic. I may not be a famous comic book creator, but famous comic book creators are becoming aware that I — or, at least, my work — exists. Hopefully, in a good way.
At the time of this writing, we are nearly through the first day of 2012 and I honestly cannot predict what this new year will bring nor how it will change me. I’m another year older and, hopefully, a little wiser and, with any luck, I’ll be able to say the same this time next year.
Best to you and yours in the coming year. Cheers.
Have you ever thought about living the glamorous life of a Booth Bitch?
Do you dream of getting into a small press and alternative comic convention for free? Do you wish that you could carry a comic creator’s shit from his car to the convention floor and set it up for him? And vice versa? Do you long to walk through aisles crowded with nerds, collecting comics printed and stapled together at the local Kinkos, while getting a comic creator a cup of coffee? Do you yearn to sit behind a table, selling comics and merchandise, while the creator of those comics takes a break to walk around, network with other writers and artists, buy some comics, pee?
If you have answered “yes” to any or all of these questions and desire to live the life of a Booth Bitch, but never thought that you could ever aspire to that level of pure awesomeness, then you’re in luck!
The 12th annual Small Press & Alternative Comic Expo is in two weeks and I am in need of a Booth Bitch! I can get you into the convention for free, saving you the whopping $5 entrance fee, and will even possibly buy you lunch! Maybe!
We are an equal-opportunity organization and accept applications from all genders, races and creeds. Must be 18 years of age or older and legally permitted to work in the United States. (This organization does not employ minors as that is, like, super creepy.)
If interested, there are like a brajillion ways to let me know: leave a comment below, gimme a call, send me an email, or shoot me a message on Facebook or Twitter. (If — somehow — more than one person in interested, we can always divide up the days. One person goes Saturday, one on Sunday.)
I look forward to having you work for — I mean, with — me.
In one month, I will be inside of you once again!
You have been warned.
Today — all four hours of it, so far — has sucked. Stayed up waaay too late working and woke up waaay too early, with maybe three hours of restless sleep in between. On top of that, I woke up with a “grown-up headache” — due to lack of sleep and the several “grown-up beverages” I consumed last night — and pup that wouldn’t stop barking at the neighbors outside.
This image will be on the postcards we’ll be giving away at conventions, advertising Punch-Up.net. It’s so purty, though, I think we may have to eventually make a poster out of it!
So if you see us at a con, stop on by and pick up a free Punch-Up postcard. And, y’know, buy a book or two from us.
I love it when a plan comes together,
So, this morning, I was sitting at home, watching a movie – Gus Van Sant’s Milk – and working on a script outline, when a big brown UPS truck pulled up outside my apartment building. Well, the pup went absolutely apeshit – like she usually does whenever she looks out the window and see another dog being walked, kids playing outside, squirrels running around… leaves blowing against the window…
Anyway, the UPS guy walked up the path to my apartment and rang my doorbell. The pup jumping against the door, barking and howling.
Yeah, she can be a little neurotic.
I opened the door, just a crack, and peeked out. The UPS guy, wanting to leave the loud apartment as soon as humanly possible, slid a large thin envelop into my hand. I anxiously shut the door, ripping off the top of the package, excited to get at what I was pretty sure was inside.
I dumped the contents out onto my coffee table. This is what was inside:
That’s right, bitches. I am a professional comic creator and I’m getting into the New York Comic Con for free!
(Now I just have to work up the nerve to talk to some editors while I’m there and somehow trick them into publishing my book.)
I’m so excited! And I just can’t hide it! I’m about to lose control and I think I like it!
Doin’ a lil’ dance,
World, I give you Frank and Zombie Frank:
Anyway, on his deviantART page yesterday, he wrote:
“So since I’m having soooooo much fun drawing Zombies I’ve decided to do a book of zombie pinups/portraits. It’s going to be full color and big (I’m thinking 11×17 spiral bound) I’m going to try to produce 40 of them (which makes for an 80pg book) And I will have it available at cons this year.
so I need people to contribute pictures.
What you get – a free zombification portrait
What I get – real people and practice…
note me, message me, or email me at firstname.lastname@example.org
Tell ‘im Frank sent you and he’ll hook you up with some free brains.
Recently, my artist on Punch-Up – The Amazing David Brame – teamed up for a side project we like to call Skottie Rocket, Gay Space Pirate.
After forcing several months work into just a few weeks, David and I have just finished the first Skottie Rocket story and sent it off to the printers.
We’ll be debuting the book at SPACE – the Small Press and Alternative Comic Expo – and selling copies at various comic book conventions and stores, but I’ll go into detail on that when the time comes. We have been talking about the future of Skottie Rocket, over the past several days and – man! – are you kids in for some good shit! But, again, that is a conversation for a different day.
For the moment, though, here’s a small taste of what the book is like.
(Written, lettered, and toned by me. Pencil and inks by the Amazing David Brame.)
We’re pretty proud of it. Hope you guys dig it, too.
….but I just realized that I need to start practicing my signature.
First of all, with two books coming out in the next month – and con season already started – I’m going to be signing A LOT of books soon. Second, my name has, like, a brajillion letters in it. And, third, my everyday signature is pretty shit.
Seriously. It looks like what prescription pads would look like if they let chickens be doctors.
I’m open to suggestions. Would you feel cheated if someone signed your book with just their first name and last initial? Or just a scribble that looks like it might possibly could maybe sort of look like a name… if you squinted real hard… and maybe had a few drinks in ya?
I miss the days when you could just sign your name with an “X,”