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Dooky 4 and more

Blogger has been disrespecting eeTeeD again (and Benny and I don't know who else). He can't comment on the blog so he e-mailed these comments:

i just heard from several of my friends that runaway comic #3 came out in comic shops yesterday. this is an outrage. i am here waiting for you to give me the green light to order the comic through your panel to panel pals, and meanwhile the rest of the world already has copies! talk about injustice! what is going on here???

I don't know when the book hits the stores either. Or if it is in all parts of the country etc. I'm just a helpless little kitten.

in other (slightly) related news. my comic came out this week. my comic AND my cover contribution to runaway coming out in the same week will probably be too much of a deluge to comic fans, and will probably destroy my career.

OK, give! How do we order your comic??? I know every jabborree is going to want to see it! Details!

AND PS TO ALL WHO CONTRIBUTED ART TO THE RUNAWAY 3 JABBEROUS CIRCUS COVER: I'll mail your free coppies as soon as I get my box-o-comics from Fantagraphics. I don't know when that will be but I'll nag them if I don't get it soon.

Dooky 1


Here's page one of a 4-page comic I drew a million years ago. I still think it's pretty clever, for potty humor written and drawn by a rank amateur. You know, how Spooky goes “BOO!”, but Dooky goes “POO!”, and the little buttcrack in Dooky’s doiby and stuff. And the story actually has a neat twist surprise ending, as you’ll see in 3 days.

I recently sent this artwork to eeTeeD as a love offering. He has been quite supportive of certain things behind the scenes. It just seemed like something that would interest him as a devotee of old obscure Harvey artists. He wrote back with some questions that will now make a nice little interview about this historic document.

eeT: what inspired you to create this story?

me: I just wanted to try my hand at continuity. It is one of my first attempts at a “professional”-looking comic. If not THE first attempt. I’m not sure. I know I started a Pink Panther comic once, and was immediately surprised and frightened at how hard it was to keep the characters looking the same, staging the scenes, everything that looks so easy until you try it. I know the Pink Panther comic never made it past page 1. I also remember starting to illustrate a Harlan Ellison story in comic form. That also never made it past page 1. I think Dooky may be the first experiment like this that I ever actually finished.

was it ever published or submitted to any publications?

I sent it to Kitchen Sink to see if they’d print it in Bijou or any of their anthologies. Of course, Denis K wrote back and said no. And I probably sent it to a couple of other publishers.

i don’t see a lot of pencil lines on the art, were pencils made on separate paper?

Nah, look closer. It has pencils in it.

why the odd oversized dimensions?

Because I was too stupid to notice that the shape of the drawing pad was nowhere near the shape of a comic book.

what kind of paper did you use? it doesn’t seem to be bristol board.

It’s just some cheap drawing pad paper.

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About cons: Jed almost nailed it in his comments here. I love people, but have social anxiety issues. And what I'll call breadwinner anxiety issues, for lack of a known phrase. Sure, I may be able to sell enough Gnatrat art to pay for my trip - but I doubt it. And even if I did break even, what have I gained? Sitting at a table at a con is hard work for me. I don't want to work hard for zero gain.

read bottom up

Tomorrow's gonna be nuts, and at 5:00 I disappear until Monday. So I'm posting parts 3 and 4 now. Part 4 is on TOP, since blogger does this backwards heirarchy thang.

Here's the update that is relevant to part 3:

That lady that threatened to sue me a few weeks ago for besmirching her, and I told her no way, and made her OTHER generous offers because I like her work, but not MONEY, offers of good will and good cheer, and I told her and her lawyer I'll never mention you in public again, which sounds like a GOOD thing to them, but is really a BAD thing if they'd only stop and think about it...

Well, I never heard another peep outa them. And I will honor my promise to never mention her in public again. Ever.

But I can show an old comic strip where I drew her book.

part two