§ Over at the Engine, Warren Ellis begins quizzing people on what they are up to. including Dave Gibbonswho responds:
I’ve just finished drawing the last Martha Washington story which completes the saga we started about twenty (ack) years ago. It’s currently being colored by my right hand henchman Angus McKie. It’ll be out as a one-shot from Dark Horse in the summer, then the whole megillah will come out as a five-hundred-page-plus book early next year.
In the immediate future I’m set to be drawing a 150 page book featuring one of fandom’s favorites, written by one of fandom’s favorites. More I cannot properly divulge at this juncture.
After that, the plan is to draw a creator-owned series written by one of fandom’s other favorites. MICPDATJ, even if I knew more.
He throws in this bit:
As for my productivity, I greatly underestimated how long it would take me to get rolling on writing monthly continuity, particularly in the middle of a company-wide ubersaga.
Similar requests are made of Rivkah, Ed Brubaker and others. head over to the Engine for the scoop.
§ Surprise, surprise, media maven Douglas Rushkoff doesn’t like Vista:
Yes, it was a mistake on my part. Nothing really works, anything I need to access is embedded in flashy but useless and counter-intuitive menus, and the things I install to get around all of Windows roadblocks end up being *removed* by Windows when it does its automatic upgrades.
Why is Vista so bad even after six years of development and a myriad of promises? Because instead of seeing computer users as its customers, Microsoft has apparently chosen to put the needs of its fellow corporations first. This shouldn’t be surprising, particularly when we stop to remember that Windows primary customers are the giant companies who install Windows on each and every one of their workers’ machines.
§ Ed Brubaker drops names like breadcrumbs in his blog report of his Wizard World and Emerald City doings.
Soon, the con was over and I had to fly home, where I spent the week recovering and preparing for the arrival of almost everyone I know in comics for the Emerald City Con. I had planned a small get-together for the night before, that kept growing as word leaked out, and by midnight on Friday, I had officially had the most loud and rowdy party on my block since I’ve lived here. That’s mostly because Oeming and Mack were wrestling in the street in front of my house, while Tom Peyer tried to figure out how to make the C word a verb. Meanwhile, Ande Parks smoked cigars all night on my porch. Pray for him.
As Brubaker observes, “Man, this Cap killing thing is really catching on.”
§ The LA Weekly interviews Richard Sala, and in addition to finding out all about his most excellent new book The Grave Robber’s Daughter, he talks about being single and which of his characters he would date:
These days, Sala lives a kind of reclusive existence in an old Victorian flat in Berkeley, from which he recently spoke to the L.A. Weekly by phone. “Can’t you tell that my voice sounds a little… strangled?” he says, referring to a one-time diagnosis that, having spent so much time by himself, he had lost his voice and forgotten how to speak. He talks now about his recent divorce and how his ex-wife, a child psychologist, suspects that the strangulation has to do with Sala choking down a whole lot of anger.
Now that he’s single again, I ask, which of his characters would he rather date? “Peculia is more my fantasy idea of a girlfriend,” he tells me. “She’s ethereal and strong, and makes you see the world in a completely different way. A good way. She talks to bats. Judy sees the world as I already see it, as a messed up, horrible place that you have to fight through.”