Indy Comics Writer

I remember reading something funny about Playboy magazine during its heyday: Someone said something like, “Playboy is one of the most popular magazines in the country. Yet you never see anyone reading it on the train.”

Well, I still don’t see anyone reading Playboy on the train. I even remember a candid-camera-type show doing a skit where people did read the magazine openly on public transportation. Fellow passengers had reactions ranging from anger to bemusement to inappropriate interest.

I bring this up because I wonder if some of us practice a form of the Playboy habit by refusing to read our beloved comic books in public places. We all know why some might feel uncomfortable holding up the latest issue of Hellboy. You feel a bit like a geek, right? You think people will snicker at you, especially if you’re past a certain age?

Well, so what? Who cares if someone thinks you’re a geek? You probably are. And who cares if people laugh? They probably have a Danielle Steele novel tucked in their bag.

Comics will never get the respect they deserve unless your fellow commuters see you proudly reading a copy of Wormwood: Gentleman Corpse. So take your graphic works out of your briefcases, purses and backpacks and flip through those pages proudly. Remember, there’s nothing wrong with being a comics geek!

I have a friend who loves Tintin. The first time I heard her going on about the comic, I thought she was talking about Rin Tin Tin, better known as the world’s most famous German Shepherd.

Of course, Tintin is actually a cub reporter of sorts who, along with his trusty dog Snowy, get into adventures across the globe. It’s quite popular in certain quarters, and the art is undeniably fetching. But ever try to read these stories? To say they haven’t aged well is an understatement.

Here’s an interesting story by the BBC News about what the news service calls the cult of Tintin. Steven Spielberg is beginning a Tintin film, so if you don’t understand the appeal, just wait: You’ll be hearing a lot about Tintin soon.

Personally, though, Tintin feels to me like Walt Kelly’s Pogo. I know as a fan of comic books and comic art, I’m supposed to like it. But I’ve never quite been able to get into Pogo, either. Some people love the comic strip Mutts. It barely makes me smirk. Then again, there’s something about Blondie that almost always makes me smile. Others would say that strip is old-fashioned and past its prime.

Maybe it’s the same way with Tintin; You either love it or you’re a bit bewildered by all the fuss.

A common complaint among comic readers today is that comic writers write for the trade.

This means that they stretch out stories that could be told in fewer issues so that there will be enough comics for the publisher to combine into hardbound and paperback trade volumes. In the comic-book business today, trades are where the powers such as Marvel and D.C. make their dollars.

I understand this complaint. It is kind of a drag to wait six issues — which usually equals six months — to see a story resolve itself. It’s why I no longer purchase single-issue comics. Instead, I wait for the trades.

This makes sense: By buying a single trade, you end up saving money. Comics aren’t cheap these days. You also get better storytelling. It may seem like nothing happens when you buy that single comic. But when you wait a few months and get the trade volume, you have six or more comics, usually, combined into one book. You get the beginning of an arc and the end of it. It’s a complete story and, yes, it finally feels like something is happening.

If the writers write for the trade volume — and no one can argue that they don’t — then the readers would be smart to wait for that volume. To purchase the single-issue comics seems like a lot of money for tiny drabs of story.

You never know what you’re going to find in the daily papers.

Sure, you’ll certainly come across plenty of bad news — more housing foreclosures, more job losses, a tumbling stock market, violence across the world. But once in a while, you find a tidbit of information that you never expected.

For instance, you might be surprised to discover that Playboy Magazine founder Hugh Hefner considers a homemade comic book he made as a teen to have led him down the path to publishing that eventually gave us unfunny party jokes, a bewildering unabashed dictionary and plenty of airbrushing.

Yep, according to this story, America’s favorite dirty old man used to write his own comic based on the adventures of himself and his gang of friends. He eventually turned the project into a scrapbook, which eventually — this might be a stretch, I suppose — led to Playboy magazine.

See, comics aren’t only for geeks. They’re for guys who hang around in their pajamas all day, date three girls at once and every once in a while wear really goofy looking yachting captain hats.

So next time you’re working on your own comic, sure that it will never amount to anything, remember the fate of Hugh Hefner. Things worked out well for this former comic writer, right?

I love a good comic-book movie. Last summer was a particularly good one, with Dark Knight, Iron Man and Hellboy 2 providing some real cinematic magic.

Comic fans can look forward to more comic-book movie action soon, as both Marvel and DC are moving ahead with plans to film their best-known superhero teams. According to this story, Marvel has put plans in motion for a movie version of the Avengers while DC is working on a film version of The Justice League.

I have to say, I’m worried about both. It’s hard to imagine movies packed with so many characters giving justice to each of them. It’s hard enough in the ongoing comics to truly develop the members of the Avengers and Justice League. Many characters get short shrift. Will it be even more difficult in a two-hour movie?

The worries aside, I’m thrilled that comic-book movies had such a strong year in 2008. The hope is that even the recent stinkers — the new Punisher and Spirit movies — won’t slow down the number of comics hitting the big screen in the years to come.

Take a trip to your local comic shop and visit the independents aisle. I know it’s hard to force yourself away from Marvel and D.C., but do it anyway.

Here’s what you’ll find on the shelves devoted to independents: multiple versions of Doctor Who comics, Battlestar Galactica comics, Transformers comics, G.I. Joe comics, graphic Indiana Jones adaptations, Buffy the Vampire Slayer stories, Star Trek comics, Star Wars graphic novels.

Yes, the independents — at least many of them — have embraced the idea of taking well-known characters and spinning them off into their own comics. The hope is that casual readers familiar with the TV shows will take a chance on a comic series starring their favorite characters.

I haven’t read many of these tales. I have read a few issues of IDW’s Dr. Who comic and a few of the Buffy the Vampire Slayer stories. I liked Buffy far more than I did the Doctor, a shame because I do like the new Doctor Who series quite a bit.

The problem I do have is that there are too many adaptations. I look to independent comics for creativity. Many deliver. Slave Labor Graphics, for instance, has put out some of the most intriguing comics out there. The adaptations of licensed characters almost feels … well, lazy.

Marvel and D.C. have their own problems with a lack of imagination and creativity these days. We don’t need the independents to follow their example. Adaptations are fine, in smaller doses. We really don’t need quite so many Doctor Who comics.

I finished a big project today, rewriting a more than 80-page graphic novel for an artist. He was unsatisfied with the work of his original writer and he hired me to, basically, re-do everything.

The job wasn’t the easiest. Much of the original work was hard to decipher. It took me several readings of the story to understand exactly what was going on. On top of that, the original writer had made some mistakes, giving characters’ different names and changing their personality traits halfway through the story.

Still, I wasn’t complaining. The artist I was working for was understanding when I asked for more time. He understood that I wanted to do the best job possible, and that rushing through the story wasn’t going to help anyone.

And when I turned everything in this morning? He not only paid me through Paypal in about five minutes, he gave me a bonus because he was so happy with the work I gave him earlier on the project that he gave me a bonus.

I bring all this up because it’s rare in the comics field to find publishers or clients who actually do what they promise. This client not only did that, he exceeded his promises. He also said that he’d like me to work on future installments of his story. That’s good news. It’s rare to get paid anything as a new writer for comics. To get paid well and on time? That’s wonderful.

If you haven’t heard of Jack Johnson, you’re probably not a boxing fan. But even if you haven’t and you’re not, that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t visit www.comicmix.com to read the regular installments of the online comic The Original Johnson.

The comic, which was mentioned recently in a New York Times story by writer George Gene Gustines, is an online biography of Johnson, who became the first black heavyweight champion a century ago. You can imagine that this didn’t sit well with many.

The series, written and illustrated by Trevor Von Eeden, takes a hard look at how racist the United States really was when Johnson ascended to his title. It doesn’t picture Johnson as a saint — he certainly wasn’t one — and it does depict boxing as a brutal, sometimes horrific, sport.

The comic does a wonderful job illustrating a particular time in the United States. With Barack Obama set to step in later this month as the country’s first non-white president, we all hope we’ve taken a huge step away from the history of racism and bigotry in the United States.

The story of Jack Johnson, even though it’s 100 years old, might show us how far we’ve come. But it also shows how far we have to go.

I’m guessing that I’m not alone in wishing 2008 a hearty “good riddance.”

This was one tough year financially. The majority of my income doesn’t come, unfortunately, from writing comics. Instead, I get most of my yearly money from writing non-fiction stores for newspapers, magazines, Web sites and trade publications. And of this, much of my income comes from magazines covering the residential and commercial real estate industries.

Now, that was great news during the housing boom that lasted in the United States from roughly 2001 through 2006. But during the housing slump, during which house sales have plummeted and housing prices have fallen just as much. At the same time, the real estate magazines that I write for are struggling, with ad sales at record lows. That means fewer pages, and fewer holes for a freelance writer like myself to fill.

I have hope, though, that the second half of 2009 will see some improvements in the housing market. And when that happens, those magazine sales and pages will increase, along with freelance-writing opportunities at them.

I hope, too, that your 2009 will be better than your 2008.

My 9-year-old son — soon to be 10 — recently discovered the BBC’s new Doctor Who series. He’s especially a fan of David Tennant’s portrayal of the Doctor.

I was happy, then, to see that IDW publishes its own Doctor Who comic. Unfortunately, after reading through several issues, which my son later read, I have to say that the comic doesn’t quite capture the inspired madness of the Doctor Who series at its best.

It tries. The comics I’ve read, which depict the David Tennant Doctor along with his companion Martha Jones, is filled with wisecracks, odd science and lots and lots of running. Problem is, it’s awfully hard to follow at times. The first arc I read was practically impossible to decipher until I’d gone through its very final issue.

I’ve not tried the comic adaptations of the new Battlestar Galactica yet. But I hope that that series manages to more accurately capture the flavor of the cable show. I imagine it will, considering that the new Battlestar Galactica is awfully grim, and comics do a good job of capturing that dark feel.