In which I review Action Comics, Animal Man and Batgirl, trying to not get off topic too many times, using only my memory of what the first week’s titles were like as I lent them out already.
Tomorrow will be the rest of the first week, and that might tide me over until I’m done with this week’s comics.
So without further a do, here’s the review.
Here is my third article on DC’s “New 52”. This time I’m looking at the first comic of the new regime: Justice League.
In this review I try to leave my baggage at the door, imagine what it might be like experiencing this comic with no prior knowledge, look at the basic storytelling of the piece and share a little anecdote finalising my stance on why it’s no great deal having a new continuity.
Here’s part two of my analysis of DC’s Event Comics before I go into the New 52 and what that’s all about.
Since I was thirteen, I’ve wanted to write comics. I have a bunch of scripts of varying genres, but recently I’ve come up with a webcomic.
This comic, Explosion High is one of the most fun, weirder superhero projects I’ve come up with. I’ve not worked with a comic artist since I was a teenager, but want to get a collaborator for this title. I can’t draw to save my life and rather than eternally script projects for my own entertainment, I want artists.
Other people are welcome to check out the content here and get an idea of what I’m working on, but primarily I need an artist. I don’t know if I’ll have a ton of applications or one, as long as I remove the sharks. Which is a deal-breaker.
I’m going to post links here on a few different sites to try and summon potential artists and if you know anyone who wants to draw a cruel/comedic superhero comic, then send them this way.
1) The Pitch – This is the lowdown on Explosion High
2) The Artist’s Guide – Such as it is, here are a couple of pointers about what little artistic ideas I have.
3) Sample Pages -Three pages of script to show the feeling of the title and for people to audition with.
If you’re interested, please e-mail me, comment on here and preferably show off some of your work.
Thanks,
Charlie Etheridge-Nunn
In the next few days I’m going to be putting up some thoughts on what’s going on with DC Comics.
What’s going on with DC Comics? Not much. They cancelled every one of their comics and started everything from scratch. That’s all. Superman, Batman, Green Lantern, Legion of Super-Heroes (shut up, I like the Legion).
I will also be going into event comics, which are the Hollywood blockbusters of the comic world. They’re where big things happen and there’s a reason both event comics and the “New 52” comics need to be discussed in the same sitting.
Here’s the first part.
A tiny Faked Tale today, part of Chuck Wendig’s latest flash fiction contest, this time the topic is “Revenge” and the limit is 100 words. One hundred words? Ha, I’ve done that before. So here’s a drabble about one bad flatmate from another.
I’m a huge X-Men fan. I always have been. Recently I was thinking that I wanted to re-read the classic Uncanny X-Men run from Giant Size onwards, to see if it held up. I wanted to find things to overanalyse, to write articles about when I’m not making fiction.
The perfect thing to do was combine them. I want to make the articles short, as that’s something which leads to my endless, unfinished essays. I’ll be writing them in batches of a story at a time, rather than an issue.
I wrote a first draft of a ‘prelude’ essay, explaining a bit of the history of the X-Men. It was okay, but in writing a few words on X-Men #94 & 95, I scrapped it and rewrote it. I then realised that something I should get out of the way was my own history with the X-Men. I went deeper than I thought into my own background, and hopefully it ended up as an interesting article.
Here is my History with the X-Men. I hope you enjoy it whether you’re a fan or not.
Wow, I’ve been a neglectful author lately. After finishing the edit of Lightning, I’ve half-started way too many things and finished none of them.
I’m going to get my act together and finish these things, not least of which are the second teacher article (which may go into three, I’m not sure), and a couple of essays about parts of geek culture I’m a fan of. I’m thinking I’ll have a seperate section for that, so people know what to avoid.
I have yet another comic script to do now. Ideas keep appearing faster than I can write them down. I have two short stories which need titles and different acts (middle for one, first for another).
I’ll try and get something up later this week, but until then, here’s the best man speech I gave at the wedding of Steve One. Steve has been one of my best friends for about a decade, a proofreader, editor and the person behind this website looking pretty. Apparently this speech went down well, which I should not have reacted to with shock. I’m working on that.
Wow, this has been a while since I’ve done this. I’ve posted this article, only to get notified that it’s not got a link to the actual speech, so behold: The Speech!
I’m a teacher!
Okay, that’s a lie, but I have taught a creative writing workshop four times over at the wonderful and very literary Shoreham Academy.
I was very impressed with the students, and will go into detail about my experiences, but first an article to explain what I actually taught there. Either later this week or early next week I’ll go into the details of what actually happened, how different it went from my original plan and how awesome both I, the teachers, and (mainly) the students, were.
On a side note, it was on this very day in 1987 that I started writing. Lightning struck, and I’ve not been able to stop since. It feels apt that on this anniversary I’m fighting the last 167 pages of editing the novel which features very different versions of my first ever characters. One day I want to write a biographical piece about how I, and they, grew up together. That’s for another day, though, once I’ve edited the novel itself and can afford such vanity.
Until then, here’s the adventures of Charlie the Teacher: Part One!
It’s time for a third drabble. I have things on the way, oh yes, I do.
Apparently I’ve deleted the short story I was working on, which isn’t the smartest most. Oh well, the new draft will probably be better.
In the meantime, here’s My Friend, The Mosquito.
Faked Tales 