Today... was under-productive. Which was
particularly unfortunate, because all the ingredients were in place at the
start for some serious, no-holds-barred work-itivity. We had nice weather,
I was up early (which backfired, in retrospect), I had the whole day scheduled,
got some exercise in in the morning... and, pfft. Nothin'. Ended up taking
a half-hour nap that went on for another three hours. When I woke up, the
day was over.
Oh, well. If you never screw up, then you lose
all those clearly-defined starting-over points from which to not screw up
again, and your life becomes a dull, lifeless mass of total perfection. Lord
knows I wouldn't want that.
My good friend Dagny just gave me notice that
Bruce Campbell has become the new spokesperson for Old Spice. I don't know
how they're gonna work zombies into the television spots, but I can only
hope for the best...
Other news -- not much. Gonna be talking to
the magazine, soon, so's to coordinate the next H&C comic with their
upcoming cover story -- a tactic that saves a good bit of brainstormin' on
my part, since they basically just hand me the topic. Some writers bemoan
the act of being handed a topic, and I guess I can see how that'd be a tougher
work-around for a strictly gag-based strip, but in something
character-or-plot-driven like H&C (I mean, versus, like, "Garfield."
I know my place), it's really just a matter of tossing the topic into the
same arena as the characters you've already established.
Of course, the problem with THAT is that, once
you've established the characters enough, the writer becomes only incidental
to the success of the story. Necessary as he was in the beginning, you can't
argue that Bob Kane had a monopoly on the best Batman stories ever told.
Ten years from now, who knows who'll be doing the better Hsu and Chan stories?
It could be anybody -- so long as I get my cut. Muah ha ha ha ha.