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Hey kids,

About a week ago, I posted that my friends Justin Shady and his Serbian monster Dwellaphant – or Shadyphant, as I like to call them (See? I told you I would totally bring that back.) – released an all-ages book from Image/Shadowline, called Missing The Boat.

Well, Shady’s at it again.

This past week, he – and superstar artist, Erik Rose – released a trade paperback collection of their two-issue miniseries, The Roberts.



The Roberts is the story of The Boston Strangler and The Zodiac Killer – both of whom were presumed dead and gone – who are both alive and well and actually living amongst the other elderly residents of The Shady Lane Retirement Center. Bored by the mundane goings-on of bingo tournaments and tea times, the two notorious serial killers trade “war stories” of their golden years building to – what Shady described to me once over a phone call as – a serial killer-off.

The trade includes both issues, plus a new four-page story, several awesome pin-ups from good friends of mine, and Justin’s letters to – and responses from – real-life serial killers Richard Ramirez (AKA The Night Stalker) and Charles Manson!

And did I mention that Erik inked the covers in his and Shady’s blood?

No? Well, he totally did.

And it looks amazing. Erik showed me the originals back in Wizard World Chicago in June of last year. Gawd damn.

Still not convinced? You can always read a preview of The Roberts here.

Anyway, go pick up The Roberts from your local comic shop or order it online at Amazon and be sure to let Justin and Erik know how much you liked their book.

Oh, and I think this goes without saying but I’ll say it anyway: unlike Missing The Boat, The Roberts is not an all-ages book and is not suitable for younger readers.

Unless you want to give your seven-year-old bed-wetting night terrors for a few months, in which case, go for it.



Your friend (and part-time lover),

Boom Boom Storm Cloud

Hey Kids,

So I drove home to Cleveland this weekend because yesterday was my sister’s 25th birthday. We went out to a local bar yesterday — to celebrate her birthday – and today we went out for another birthday dinner with my Grandfather and Aunt.

Apparently, she gets two this year. Well, two so far…

Anyway, so we end up going up to the Applebees on Mayfield Rd. in Lyndhurst. When we pulled into the parking lot, I noticed a Skyline Chili next to a Campese Cleaners on the other side of the shopping center. Some about it bothered me. It seemed really familiar. After a second, it occurred to me that I knew where I had seen it before.

Anthony Bourdain eats there in the Cleveland episode of No Reservations, a show I had recently become semi-addicted to.

So we went in, ordered, ate, paid and left.

On the way home, we passed a pizzeria named Tasty Pizza. I told my sister that it’s a good thing they went with “tasty” pizza and not “crappy” pizza. Because, really, who would eat at Crappy Pizza.

But then I got to thinking about it and I started to wish that my last name was Crappy an not Cvetkovic because, if my last name was Crappy, I would totally start up a restaurant called Crappy Pizza.

I thought up a slogan for it and everything:

“Why go somewhere else for Crappy Pizza?”

It’ll be a wildly unsuccessful business venture.

Hey, anybody want to be an investor? Shoot me an email and I’ll tell you how to go about giving me your money.



Your friend (and part-time lover),

Boom Boom Storm Cloud

I’m about to lose control and I think I like it!

Hey Kids!

Got a few quick updates for ya here that I am really excited about. Like, serious MANIC excitement.

First of all, in a few months, towards the end of June, a few friends of mine and I will be road-trippin’ it down to Charlotte, NC for Heroes Con, a fairly big comic convention. Going along for the ride will be [Punch-Up artist] Amazing David Brame and his ladyfriend, Heather, my frequent mini-comics collaborator Sir Michael Harris, and Abby “Don’t give me a stupid nickname!” Kokai.

We won’t be renting a table and selling anything at the con this time, since we… have nothing… to sell… *ahem* Our reason for making the 425 mile trip is to pitch our books to various comic companies in hopes to trick them into publishing them for us. Heh heh heh. Suckers.

David and I will be pitching Punch-Up to Oni Press, which I now believe to be our best shot at getting the book picked up. Oni Press, who publishes a few of my favorite comics including the AMAZING Scott Pilgrim OGN (Original Graphic Novel) series doesn’t accept unsolicited submissions which means you can’t get a book out through them unless they talk to you in person at a convention.

Oni also doesn’t make it out to any corporately controlled conventions — like Wizard World Chicago, San Diego, etc. – and most of the cons the do frequent are on the west coast, so Heroes Con is one of our only chances to meet with them this year. (They also have representatives at Wonder Con, in Baltimore, and the convention in Toronto, but those aren’t until later in the year.)

With Image apprehensive about taking a chance on a 260-page OGN from relative unknowns, David and I think Oni is our best bet to get Punch-Up published. While we’re there, David is also going to pitch his own OGN, which I don’t know much about so I won’t talk about it here but, from what I have heard about it, it sounds pretty fucking awesome.

While we’re at Heroes Con, Abby and I will be also talking to Image/Shadowline about our new 40-page all-ages kids book! I don’t want to give away too much about the kids book, but I will say that this thing is going to knock your socks off! I wrote it and Abby is going to quilt all of the pages!

Abby and I spent almost a good six hours last night, huddled in a Cup O’ Joe Coffee House, storyboarding the pages. We have the book completely laid out and, on Sunday, we’ll get together again, and work on character designs and *SPOILER* spaceship designs *SPOILER* We’re hoping to have the entire thing done by the end of June so we can have everything ready in time to pitch to Shadowline.

I was so excited when I got home last night, at just before one o’clock in the morning, that I couldn’t sleep last night! This book is going to be so friggin’ sweet! God, I can’t wait for you all to see it!

Don’t hold your breath for any kids book previews, though. At 260 pages, we can afford to show off a few really cool Punch-Up pages, ever now and then. But being only 40 pages, we’re only going to be able to show you maybe one or two interior pages of the kids book and the cover, although, maybe I can convince Abby to blog a tutorial on her quilting process.

Anyway, that’s all I can share with you today. As always, keep your eyes here for future updates and random acts of sarcasm.

Remember: The pen is mightier than the sword… unless you’re in a sword fight, and then it’s pretty much useless.

Frank Cvetkovic

Hey kids!

I just wanted to write quick post about some very talented friends of mine: misters Justin Shady and Dwellaphant.

(Don’t believe me? That’s them, below. Justin’s the one flying away and Dwell is the surprised one-eyed Serbian monster. And that’s Mr. Fabulous smoking the pipe below them. Such a filthy, filthy habit.)







Anyway.

Shady and Dwellaphant – or Shadyphant, a nickname I’m going to try to get caught on – slaved for months over their new all-ages Image/Shadowline book, Missing The Boat. Well, to be honest, Dwellaphant probably slaved over the book for months; I’m guessing Shady wrote it in, like, half an hour and then spent the next several months playing Tetris on facebook and laughing at poor Dwell.

Either way, their (RE: Dwellaphant’s) hard work has finally been paid off. You wanna know why? Because the book just came out today!

I know, right?

Take a look at the sucker. Pretty sweet, huh? That is the power of Shadyphant.





So you’re probably thinking right now: “Oh, God. Here comes the catch.” Well, you know what? No catch. Unless, by catch, you mean I’m going to tell you to go out and buy it, in which case, yes, here comes the catch.

I would very much like it – and I’m pretty sure the Shadyphant would, too (See? It’s catching on already!) – if you went out to your local bookstore or comic book store and pick up a copy. If you don’t see a copy on the shelf, just ask your local bookstores sales clerk to special order you a copy. It’s usually free.

Or, if you’re lazy and don’t want to travel around the city, hop online and pick up a copy of Missing The Boat. I’ll even post a link to the Missing The Boat Amazon page. Boom! There it is. No excuses now.

Still not convinced? OK, how’s this: How much would you pay for a piece of fine art? $50? $100? $200? $500? $1000? Well, for only $18.99 you can get 80 pages of fine art. That’s even cheaper than the usual $19.95! That’s like $0.23 a page. On Amazon, it’s only $14.81! That’s like $0.18 a page!

Seriously, doesn’t that sound like a more than reasonable price for some fine, fine art?

Now I know what you gotta be askin’: Boomer, why are you whoring yourself out for these dudes? Well, I’m not. Not really.

Here’s the thing: Dwell is my Serbian brother and I only want good things for him. He’s a damn good artist and a hell of a guy. He’s put a lot of time and energy into his work and I want him to sell a lot of copies of his first book so he doesn’t feel discouraged when it comes time to illustrate one of my books. Heh heh heh. Also, I’m hoping he’ll whore himself out when Punch-Up comes out.

And Shady? Well, eff Shady. His greedy ass has already published three or four books and tens years worth of a magazine and he’s old and he’s bald and he farts a lot and he smells.

But I want good things for Dwell.

So go out and ask/tell/threaten* your local book seller that you want a copy of Shadyphant’s new book, Missing The Boat. You won’t regret it.

And if, by chance, you do regret it, you can always find Justin Shady at his website, his blog, his twitter account, and be sure to email him all other hate mail.

But be sure to shower my dude Dwellphant with some praise. You can find him at his website, blog, twitter account, and be sure to email him some love – and, by love, I mean your compliments and kudos only, nothing more; he’s a married man now.

I’ve already ordered my copy. Go get yours.



Your friend (and part-time lover),

Boom Boom Storm Cloud



PS – Alright, Shady, I plugged your damn book. Where’s my fifty bucks?

* Please, don’t threaten your local book seller.