FIFTEEN MINUTE BREAK July 3, 2003
July 4th weekend and I'll be leaving work early at 3 . I don't really have anything special planned because I'm trying to avoid needlessly throwing away money on things I don't know need. Between my credit cards and my bank account- I'm trying to raise around two grand, for the rapidly approaching Comic Con International being held down in San Diego- but I'll probably settle on fifteen hundred. I'll be taking up a small portion of someone's booth- although it was achieved getting through my resale number on my seller's permit. I hope these people who work for Mother Grim Productions don't expect me to eat their sales tax just because I'm paying them a measley three hundred bucks to display there. I thought I had a chance in getting a new product out even though I have a new book in the can- but getting a book completed is only half the battle- I'm still looking for a painter and have to settle with whoever that is a reasonable justifible amount to do the labor. There is someone on my staff who is not enthusiastic about getting this book out on a timely manner as I orginally thought- sort of has a ephemeral approach toward certain odds and ends that I need done now- let me empatheize- Right now as I need them in time when the convention hits.
I tried to back away from displaying, but the person behind Mother Grim Productions would have been left in the lurch and I would lose this time around when it comes to oral agreements (plus my resale license would be at stake).
So basically, tonight I'm going to watch some tv, specially the screeners that I mentioned before. I was happy to score a portion of the Sci-Fi Channel mini series- Taken , of which I checked out the first five minutes of- and man, let me tell you, I think it is one the most awesome spectacles ever to hit the small screen- and this is just the first five minutes!! It's like a sci-fi version of Saving Private Ryan or Band of Brothers . I tell you, cable people are so fucking lucky.
My love knows no bounds for Farscape and the third season I've been buying up on disc is certainly the pinnacle of the series ( I've heard that the fourth season was when things just start falling apart) I've been hearing so much about. So on Friday night while everyone is toasting wennies to their fireworks, I'll be huddled inside watching shitloads of Farscape. I can see the fireworks from my bedroom window in Sherman Oaks.
I shall be doing a lot of finishing up on some writing projects. My overdue Deposit Man sixth issue script for my artist Larry. along with reference photos is going to be sent when I get down to San Diego- and the reason why I'm doing that is I have to enclose money everytime I send him a package and I need whatever is available in my wallet for the convention. Its takes about a week to ten days for a personal check to be cashed in Canada.
I'll prep up the package on the trainride down. Fucking something to do.
I've been wasting away two months taking photographs and gathering data on outdoor marketing campaigns pertaining to comic book related movies - specifically how it applies towards billboards and bus shelters. It's nearly done, the photographs have been snapped and developed (but I'm desparately seeking a outdoor billboard of LXG : short for
League of Extraordinary Gentlemen ). Trying to get my foot back home in the Comics Buyer's Guide- my old stomping grounds. Well, I'll see how they react when I tell them my proposal for the article. They're usually easy to impress.
I've been sitting at home some weekends ploting a Batman story dealing with child kidnapping issues. I think I'll be finishing that up tomorrow morning on my day off. I left off on a scene involving the Riddler getting interrogated and I'm on a mission to come up with doozies of conundrums for all the good little girls and boys who's been a little more in touch with their uncle Eddie.
And last but not least, my dream writing project would be one featuring the Atom investigating a series of mishaps in the porn industry. The story would be entitled "Help Me Find My Keys and We'll Drive Out ". Of course no one with a ten foot pole at DC would touch that- (perhaps another Bizarro Comics collection is in order?) but it's nice to dream once in a while.
Back online July 7th.
Fuck my fifteen minutes,
~
Coat
July 4th weekend and I'll be leaving work early at 3 . I don't really have anything special planned because I'm trying to avoid needlessly throwing away money on things I don't know need. Between my credit cards and my bank account- I'm trying to raise around two grand, for the rapidly approaching Comic Con International being held down in San Diego- but I'll probably settle on fifteen hundred. I'll be taking up a small portion of someone's booth- although it was achieved getting through my resale number on my seller's permit. I hope these people who work for Mother Grim Productions don't expect me to eat their sales tax just because I'm paying them a measley three hundred bucks to display there. I thought I had a chance in getting a new product out even though I have a new book in the can- but getting a book completed is only half the battle- I'm still looking for a painter and have to settle with whoever that is a reasonable justifible amount to do the labor. There is someone on my staff who is not enthusiastic about getting this book out on a timely manner as I orginally thought- sort of has a ephemeral approach toward certain odds and ends that I need done now- let me empatheize- Right now as I need them in time when the convention hits.
I tried to back away from displaying, but the person behind Mother Grim Productions would have been left in the lurch and I would lose this time around when it comes to oral agreements (plus my resale license would be at stake).
So basically, tonight I'm going to watch some tv, specially the screeners that I mentioned before. I was happy to score a portion of the Sci-Fi Channel mini series- Taken , of which I checked out the first five minutes of- and man, let me tell you, I think it is one the most awesome spectacles ever to hit the small screen- and this is just the first five minutes!! It's like a sci-fi version of Saving Private Ryan or Band of Brothers . I tell you, cable people are so fucking lucky.
My love knows no bounds for Farscape and the third season I've been buying up on disc is certainly the pinnacle of the series ( I've heard that the fourth season was when things just start falling apart) I've been hearing so much about. So on Friday night while everyone is toasting wennies to their fireworks, I'll be huddled inside watching shitloads of Farscape. I can see the fireworks from my bedroom window in Sherman Oaks.
I shall be doing a lot of finishing up on some writing projects. My overdue Deposit Man sixth issue script for my artist Larry. along with reference photos is going to be sent when I get down to San Diego- and the reason why I'm doing that is I have to enclose money everytime I send him a package and I need whatever is available in my wallet for the convention. Its takes about a week to ten days for a personal check to be cashed in Canada.
I'll prep up the package on the trainride down. Fucking something to do.
I've been wasting away two months taking photographs and gathering data on outdoor marketing campaigns pertaining to comic book related movies - specifically how it applies towards billboards and bus shelters. It's nearly done, the photographs have been snapped and developed (but I'm desparately seeking a outdoor billboard of LXG : short for
League of Extraordinary Gentlemen ). Trying to get my foot back home in the Comics Buyer's Guide- my old stomping grounds. Well, I'll see how they react when I tell them my proposal for the article. They're usually easy to impress.
I've been sitting at home some weekends ploting a Batman story dealing with child kidnapping issues. I think I'll be finishing that up tomorrow morning on my day off. I left off on a scene involving the Riddler getting interrogated and I'm on a mission to come up with doozies of conundrums for all the good little girls and boys who's been a little more in touch with their uncle Eddie.
And last but not least, my dream writing project would be one featuring the Atom investigating a series of mishaps in the porn industry. The story would be entitled "Help Me Find My Keys and We'll Drive Out ". Of course no one with a ten foot pole at DC would touch that- (perhaps another Bizarro Comics collection is in order?) but it's nice to dream once in a while.
Back online July 7th.
Fuck my fifteen minutes,
~
Coat
posted by Coat @ 2:59 PM
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
Subscribe to Post Comments [Atom]
<< Home