Stardom!

The books are in.

40 pages of face-rocking, miscarriage-inducing hilarity, cover to cardstock cover.

I have received some emails stating difficulty in trying to order My Nemesis: Stardom from IndyPlanet. Their website has been down for the past week fixing bugs in their system, and it looks like the ordering service is back online and ready to go. So I don't want to hear any more bitching out of you.

Now that the monstrous task of producing the book is over, I now plan to undertake the the monstrous task of selling it at a convention. The Motor City Comic Con, to be specific, which begins in May. I have never done this before. Massive crowds of sweating, screaming humans make me... anxious. I'll have a lot of stuff to sell besides the book, including posters, original artwork and concept art, so I hope to see a few of you there. Fuck, I hope to see anybody there. At all.

The good news is: With the comic finally done, you fools can have your precious Monday, Wednesday, Friday schedule back. No, your eyes do not deceive you; expect regular updates, three times a week, just like the old days. Remember the old days? Things were simpler, then.

Private Investigators

Recently, as part of another character project I'm working on, I started doing research on private investigators. How their job works, what they charge, in which ways their lives differ from their glamorous fictitious counterparts.

My first venue, Wikipedia-- the all-seeing Eye of God through which all facts are purified into cold, sleek, solid truth-- gave me a few decent tips, but I needed something more. I needed to talk to someone with real professional experience in the field.

I called around to local agencies, explaining that I was a famous international celebrity working on his latest masterstroke of genius. Luckily, the president of one particular agency was a comic book fan, and said he'd be happy to sit down for a chat. He was even good enough to let me get the whole thing on tape.

And let me tell you something.

I am a lot less hilarious when listening to myself on tape than I am in my head when I actually speak.