Tag: Fiction

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COMMENT: NYT on Minorities in Comics

[Edited for clarity on 5/30/06] Funny that this article in the NY Times has been referenced by others for its apparent spoiler re: Batwoman (she’s not Renee Montoya, which is all I care about) instead of its main point, the increasing diversity at the Big Two. Funny strange, not funny ha-ha, of course. Straight (and

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PopCultureShock Update #513f

Slowly but surely, I’m getting back on track over there. A huge help in that regard was finally finding a managing editor, Kevin MacDonald, who saw my posting on The Engine and endured a grueling interview process that included publicly, and intelligently, talking comics while drinking in an Irish pub. Equally important, though, is that

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Oh, yeah…Frey!

I knew there was something I wanted to blog about recently. The Frey guy and his fictional memoir, A Million Little Lies, or something like that. Glad to see Oprah ripped him and his editor a new one over it. Reminded me of the poetry debate we used to have over “fiction in the first

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CBC Quickees: TPB Bonanza; Morrison Spotlight

Let’s just get to it, yes? Black HoleBy Charles Burns (Pantheon, 2005; $24.95) There are some comic books that I simply do not have the critical vocabulary to properly review, like a casual art fan who finds himself in The Prado standing speechless before Breughel’s “The Triumph of Death” in all its full-size glory. I

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I’ve Been Infected

(Actually, a few days ago, but work’s been kicking my ass this week.) This is the blog version of a chain letter Salomé “infected” me with. The point is to state 10 random things about yourself and “infect” ten others. Here we go… 1) Despite the former poetry series, editing Buzzscope, and my apparently good

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LINK: When Comics and Politics Clash!

Over at Newsarama, a lively debate sprung up on their message boards. That’s nothing new to Newsarama regulars, though. They have one of the most active forums on the web. Fans regularly log on to bitch *cough, cough* discuss topics related to comic books, but this one was slightly different. This time the “Hero” being

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D&D: Mateo Cor Marak

Mateo Cor Marak Tiefling Rogue/Lvl 3 Male, 21yo, Chaotic Neutral Born into slavery in Innarlith (Lake of Steam) to the human concubine of a once-powerful wizard, Mateo was abducted by the local enclave of Red Wizards when the truth of his fiendish bloodline became known – Rakshasa, given away by his catlike eyes and pointed

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On Writing

Just emailed the first draft of my comic book story to Erech, the artist putting the aforementioned anthology together. Second draft actually, as I handwrote (!) the first draft during lunch last Thursday and did a lot of revising while typing it up. I like what I’m trying to do with it, but have no

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R.I.P.: Jim Aparo (1932-2005)

Jim Aparo is one of the first artists I have a distinct memory of from my earliest days of collecting comics, and his version of Batman remains to this day one of my favorites. He was one of the first artists whose styles I could recognize at first glance and who could get me to

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Livin’ on the edge

Tell me what you think about your sit-u-a-tionComplication – aggravationIs getting to you Back in 1995, I attended AA meetings for 89 days, partly because I thought I had a drinking problem, but mostly to get closer to a girl I was interested in. Approx. 50 days in, I found myself in a bar with

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