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Month: September 2011

Something Groovy

Years ago, comics creator and publisher David Miller asked Mike Baron, Roy Thomas and me to contribute to the Writer’s Block #1. Each of us was given the same six pages of a story to dialogue. We weren’t even told the plot or the premise. Here’s the cover of that comic book:Dumb title, I think, one of those reach-for-any-familiar-pairing-of-words things, no matter how much of a stretch or how inappropriate. Like the local radio station that refers to people calling in from the road as “cell mates.” Good grief.
But I think the Writer’s Block results are intriguing. I was very interested in seeing how the other guys’ analysis and execution compared to mine, and to read the short interviews in which each of us explained his approach. I guess it was interesting to readers, too, because subsequently David did the same sort of thing with Peter David, Jo Duffy, Gail Simone, Roger Stern and Fabian Nicieza.
David informed me that there’s now a trade paperback that collects all the Writer’s Block work. I don’t often plug things here, but in case this unusual, experimental book sounds appealing, you can get a copy here:

Heroes for Hope and Why I Don’t Like Oxfam America

This is very frustrating. During the last week or two, I have held in my hands several items that now I cannot find. One was my copy of Heroes for Hope. The others were a press release and a PR photo regarding same. Now that I need them, where are they?

As I sort through boxes brought from my storage space, things get shuffled around, stacked here and there. Those things are neither here nor there. I must have put them aside very carefully someplace safe from the cats and apparently safe from me as well. Sigh.

They’ll turn up. Then I’ll show them to you.

Anyway….

No, Really, This Time for Sure, the Startling Conclusion of the Submissions Saga

Back when I was a kid, in the letter columns of Adventure Comics featuring Superboy and the Legion of Super-Heroes there was a section entitled “Bits of Legionnaire Business.” Readers sent in ideas for new Legionnaires—names and short descriptions of their powers—and editor Mort Weisinger would publish the most interesting ones. A few times, Mort asked me to take an idea from “Bits…” and develop a character based on it. I remember that Shadow Lass was one such character. There might have been others.

The Startling Conclusion of the Submission Saga

First This: Sorry I’ve been late so often of late. Anyone who has multiple deadline clocks ticking knows that when something unexpected comes up, the other things all start bumping up against each other. Then my best-laid schemes gang aft agley.Yesterday, I had to take an unexpected trip to Binghamton, New York and back. After seven white-knuckle hours behind the wheel through a blinding, interminable downpour, I wasn’t at my energy-level best, and I had to put out the hottest deadline fires first.

P.S., the Susquehanna River overflowed its banks and Binghamton is largely inaccessible today. Got in and out just in time.

Back in the saddle again….

Try-Out Contest Artifacts

JayJay here. I found these items pertaining to the Marvel Try-Out Book that may interest you. Jim is presently typing his two fingers to the bone to get today’s post done, so that will be up later!

Hijack!

JayJay here. Jim’s away and… well, I’m not a mouse, but I’ll play anyway. Here’s something I thought you might enjoy. When I found my old Marvel Tryout Book to scan the pages for yesterday’s blog there were some long forgotten newspaper articles stuck into it. Here’s one from New York City Business, February 1985, about the Marvel Secret Wars and DC Crisis on Infinite Earths rivalry among other things.


Tomorrow we’ll return to our regularly scheduled blogcast: The Startling Conclusion of the Submission Saga

A Jerry Rice Needs a Joe Montana

First This:My sincere apologies. I’m sorry today’s post was so late that it drifted into tomorrow…that is, today. I’m trying. Sometimes life interferes with fun.My previous post about answering submissions at Marvel garnered this comment by ~P~:

~P~ said…

Count me as yet another young hopeful, whom, after bleeding art and story on paper, I would swaddle my creations and send them “down the Nile” to the Marvel Submissions Office.

In the mid 1980’s I had sent in a few samples of “panel-by-panel continuity” (as the office called it) and always received some encouraging replies (even though they were rejections). They may have been signed by YOU, Jim. (I saved these letters for many years, but think they were lost in a relocation.)

One time in the late 1980’s, I sent in an original submission (an originally conceived horror story – no superheroes, just various types of architecture, creepy settings, and some nasty doings with top-hatted gentlemen, rabid dogs, rats, a burning castle and a vile succubus at the end).

The reply that I later received in the mail was photocopies of practically the entire volumes of some of Andrew Loomis’ books; “Figure Drawing for All It’s Worth” and another about film techniques and direction.

The letter included in the packet told me that they thought that I had a lot of “very close, but not quite there yet” talent, and that I should cram on the pages of the photocopied volumes.

While I would love to state that you were the correspondent, instead, the reply came from Carl Potts.

The only other time I received such deep, encouraging replies was from Mike Friedrich, to whom I had sent samples after being told to do so by Norm Breyfogle, after his seeing my work.

Neither venture led to any work, or any further contact past that point. Much of the blame falls upon my own shoulders, for not hammering out sample after sample (while striving to improve myself at each go-round).

Truthfully, I felt that I didn’t want to “make a nuisance of myself” and avoided trying to jam my foot in the door (which, I guess would have been the better way to go).

Anyway, while I did manage to get a few independent comics under my belt (as writer and illustrator), the implosion of the 90’s sort of shut the door on that.

But, I will ALWAYS be grateful to ANYONE who takes the time to actually LOOK AT and REPLY TO (hopefully, with encouragement) the blood, sweat and tears of hopeful talents.

These days, there are reality shows dedicated to trying to find the “next big thing” but when I was younger, no one wanted to even look at you.

Thank you, Jim.

And thanks to any like you who know what it’s like to be on the outside looking in – waiting… waiting… for a chance.

~P~

September 2, 2011 9:46 PM

Slight Delay

JayJay here. Jim is delayed and we will be posting the blog a bit later today. 

Submission Hold

In a corner of the Marvel Editorial office sat a huge pile of unopened mail. There was so much of it you couldn’t describe it as a stack or a pile. More like a weary mountain, sort of leaning into the corner for support. If someone walked by quickly the air turbulence might cause a small avalanche, one or two envelopes sliding and bouncing down from the summit to the piedmont.“What’s all that?” I asked.

Submissions, I was told. People were always sending in samples and submissions.

“What do you do with them?”

Nothing, someone said. Hold onto them for a while. Sometimes, when Stan was out of town and his secretary got bored, she’d return some, unopened. If the pile got too big, they’d just throw them all away.

I asked if I could take care of them. Answer, words to the effect, “Knock yourself out.”

It was 1976. I was brand new associate editor, fresh from Pittsburgh Pennsylvania. All my friends were back in the “Burgh. My girlfriend was back in the ‘Burgh. I didn’t have a lot to do after work except more work. And, occasionally hang out with the other new guy, Roger Stern. So, every night, I took a dozen or three of those submissions home with me.

Animal House

Sometime in early 1978, Chris Claremont proposed that Spider-Man meet the “Not Ready for Prime Time Players” in an issue of Marvel Team-Up.

For any of you who were born last week, the Not Ready For Prime Time Players are the cast members of Saturday Night Live. If you don’t know about SNL then ask mommy if you can stay up late one Saturday night or, better yet, check out the Saturday Night Live DVDs that contain classic material, like SNL The First Five Years or The Best of John Belushi.

SNL was the hipness barometer back in those days. If, on Monday morning, you weren’t guffawing about “Samurai Delicatessen” or “Weekend Update” around the coffee shrine you probably still wore white socks and put pennies in your loafers.

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