Let’s Go Exploring
First some exciting announcements!
Item the first! Two exciting events, particularly for those in the NYC area, celebrating the release of Popgun Vol. 4 (featuring a short written by me and illustrated by Alex, Rusted: Faded Signal). On February 16th @ 8PM, come check out The Comic Book Club, a weekly live show at The Pit, where I’ll be hanging out with Popgun editor Adam Knave and writer Vito Delsante. We’ll be whoring ourselves out and laughing it up so come hang out and have a blast!
Tuesday, February 16th @ 8:00 PM
Tickets: $5
Online: ThePIT-NYC.com
Phone: 1-800-838-3006
Questions? 212-563-7488
The Peoples Improv Theater
154 West 29th Street, 2nd Floor
Between 6th and 7th Aves.
Check out the website:
http://www.popcultureshock.com/comicbookclub
The second event is a Popgun signing extravaganza on February 24th, from 6-8pm at Jim Hanley’s Universe, with Alex Eckman-Lawn, Frank Stockton, Jeff Powell, Jason Ibarra, Vito Delsante, and Joe Flood! Come by and meet some awesome creators, grab a copy of the new Popgun released that day, and hey, maybe grab a copy of Awakening Volume One if you haven’t already (wag of the finger) or get yours signed if you already have it (tip of the hat)!
Item the Second! We just received an extremely flattering review courtesy of The San Francisco Book Review (we’re on page 12), who said “[Awakening is] near, if not at, the pinnacle of the best execution of a zombie graphic novel. It breathes death into the dead fad, and somehow, in contradiction, brings it back to life by doing so! Trust me on this.” In honor of such heaping kindnesses, I can’t resist putting up a couple of new pages from Awakening Volume Two. Alex is going crazy on this book. Bask in his glory:



The other day, feeling a little burnt out on a new something I’d been smashing away at for the past few weeks, I doubled back and finished a short story that had been sitting in a drawer, waiting to be scritched and scratched with my red pen of justice. I finished it with gusto.
The new something in question was making me a bit uncomfortable, not because of what it was about but because it was unfamiliar territory. I needed to re-orient myself, find a touch stone I recognized, a street corner near home. After looking back over my shoulder and seeing home I was ready to move forward. I was reminded of one of my favorite Calvin and Hobbes strips. Might’ve been the last one, actually. A fresh snow had just fallen and the world was unrecognizable, full of possibilities. Calvin looked at Hobbes and said,
“It’s a magical world, Hobbes old buddy. Let’s go exploring”
So it is. Let’s go.

