What you may not know about me is that once upon a time I drew comic books. I know I know. Stop. See, it’s always like that. I’ll be sitting there at a table full of laughter and friends and warmth and we’re talking about funny jobs that we had and someone will say “I made tacos” and someone will say “I was a Green Beret” and someone will say “I used to teach dogs to cry on command for tv” and then it gets to me and I say “I drew some graphic novels” and just like that, ptooie, the conversation goes cold and the evening is done.
It doesn’t matter that it’s not, you know, Batman and Robin kind of stuff that I made — not that there’s anything wrong with that — or weirdo porno comics. Comics is enough.
Things are changing, however. The world is getting used to the idea of comics as a real artform and rather than it being a genre, it’s a medium, like poetry or the novel or the essay. It’s another way to say what it is you gotta say.
So, therefore, I’m coming out of the comics closet today and posting a subsection of my books section, and there I’m showing off that which I wrote and drew from 1991 to about 1999. Currently what’s up there are both published graphic novels as well as photocopied minis. I’ll be putting up the smaller works over the next few weeks, like those two-page pieces that appeared in anthologies and magazines. I also expect to post some process entries, complete with sketches, photo reference and other goodies.
You can find links to the comics section on the sidebar of the books-section pages. As this website redesign progresses, I’ll be putting lots of little linkages in the sidebars to new sections and areas. Comics is the first.
Lastly I’d like to say that I don’t think I’m done with the comics thing yet. I have a few more stories in my head and my notebooks that I don’t think would work as picture books, and aren’t for kids. That’s a few year away still, but you read it here and you can hold me to it.