A book! Almost…
A book! Almost…
Everywhere I look people are like SDCC but I’m just so focused on GotG…and finishing this book. But really GotG.
"Am I not Thanos!"
THE INFINITY GAUNTLET #1 (July 1991)
Art by George Perez (pencils), Josef Rubinstein (inks), Max Scheele (colors)
Words by Jim Starlin
I love Thanos like Thanos loves Death.
Can I just say that I love the way we’re filling the spaces between the stories in this book? Starting next week I’ll be posting a little bit on the stories and creators over on the Colonial Comics blog: http://colonialcomics.tumblr.com/
Working late at the office. Con: no AC. Pro: 108-inch HD screen for layouts.
The most stressful page… So blank right now.
It is amazing to me that a mid-July weekend that follows a PLANET OF THE APES sequel that never had a chance of pulling in close to $50-mill in its second weekend is populated with Purge II, Planes II, and Sex Tape. It’s equally amazing to me that Disney didn’t see this and move Guardians of the Galaxy up two weeks so that its second weekend was just Hercules and Lucy instead of having TMNT in its second weekend. I’m assuming something got shifted, right? Was this supposed to be Finding Dory weekend or something?
Monday morning articles: Attendance Down Again, No One Knows Why.
Went and saw Jurassic Park 3D this weekend (I have never seen it in theaters and it was a blast)
Thought of how different the movie could seem from another perspective.
Hey, kids, heads on pikes.
Taking a needed break from InDesign, Illustrator, PhotoShop, GMail, and Microsoft Word to say that the past month and especially the past two weeks and especially the coming week has been/will be a happy hell. I sometimes forget how much fun putting together an anthology like COLONIAL COMICS is - putting out fires left and right, finding mistakes last minute, getting them fixed.
A happy hell, where the nights are long and the mornings are early and the beer gets put aside for coffee and sugar. Random pains…my heels hurt. I don’t know why. My wrist is killing me, fallen to keyboards and mice. I sometimes forget what my wife looks like.
A happy hell, where you’re transitioning to the hardest part, the “now what do we do with this book” part. Where you worry about every story, question your every decision, apologize to a million people, feel like a jerk all the time.
A happy hell, when you realize you went over budget and still have bills to pay.
But the moment’s in sight, the end is near. The time when you can say, “It’s done,” and hand yourself over to the masses.
I’m looking forward to taking a week off after this is turned in. To get out of the past for one week and focus on the future. I have two more history comics to do but there are other things on the horizon. I’m editing someone’s memoirs about growing up in a war-torn Sarajevo. I have TRY LOOKING AHEAD in the Spring. The Sam Cooke book is back in play. I’m putting together a science and comics program that’s going to be pretty huge, it seems. And all of these things have their own little happy hells that come along with them.
Happy hells are better than hell, I learned. My big lesson of 2014, my 36th year.
Love you all. Yes, you too.
Photo Credit: Marco Grob/Marvel 2014
Cap looks like he gave a little kid a pep-talk about hitting a baseball using some analogy involving America and the kid just got a hit and made it to first base and turned towards him.
This Danielle Corsetto print is so much better than a cat hanging from a tree poster.
Working. Peripherally watching HARRY POTTER AND THE HALF-BLOOD PRINCE for the first time. I recorded it last weekend, along with the DEATHLY HOLLOWS movies. They were on ABC Family. For some reason, watching movies I recorded off of ABC Family five years after they were released feels like the oldest thing I’ve ever done.