Quote from the other day: "So, have you been following the Democratic National Convention? I mean, watching the Daily Show?"

So I had a tremendously wonderful thing happen last week, and celebrations had to occur. Here's what I did:

1) Went out for sushi, got the tempura. I love the tempura. There's something about fried veggies and seafood that I just crave (although it doesn't hold a candle to shrimp tempura sushi, which is the most delicious of all food and I wish to someday be buried in a vat of it so I can eat my way out), but I never get it because it adds too much to the bill. NOT YESTERDAY THOUGH. Yesterday I went crazy and spent that extra $6.

I technically finished drawing The War at Ellsmere today, a whole MONTH ahead of schedule (139 pages since January). But after talking a bit with my editor, I've decided to add a scene, so back to the drawing board. And then I get to do the joyous part of comic creating: scanning! And lettering! Ugh.

Confession: I like saying "my editor," because it makes me think I have this person who lives in my closet that pops out every now and then when I need feedback. It's fun.

I got a twitter, for all the one line thoughts that pop into my head. I always rush to LJ to post them, because they seem terribly interesting, but when they're all typed out on the journal page ... well, one line posts look sort of sad. So I don't post them. Thus, TWITTER! Yay! (Note: twitters will not be posted here. This is an LJ for THOUGHTFUL posts of GREAT MAGNITUDE. Or, y'know, posts about pretty boys, cartoons and what I discovered in my nose while picking it this morning. Whatever.)

I'm ten pages from the end of The War at Ellsmere, which makes me really happy (128 pages since January, a big jump up from the nine months it took me to do 96 pages of Zombies Calling). I've been working on it full-time since the end of May, when an animation project that was supposed to start in June got pushed back to ... oh, god knows. Latest I've heard is September. Anyway, we shan't dwell on that.

I'm enjoying the hell out of the Olympics (there is something about Ian Miller that turns me into a squealing, horse-crazy 10 year old), but I think if I hear one more damn "inspirational" song during a commercial, telling me that if I just BELIIIEEEEEVEE in my DREAAAAAMMMSSYYEAHHH I can do anything, I am going to leap through the TV and strangle someone. I mean, besides the obvious grating nature of the song, if it was actually true that just believing would get you anything, I'd have a million dollars and a pony by now, y'know?

Seriously. Death to those commercials.

So anyway, SLG did this thing at Comicon where they leapt out of a pile of comics with a video camera and screamed all sorts of tabloid-worthy questions at me about the war and politics and chocolate verses vanilla, and I think in the process I confessed to being John Edwards' baby mama ... really, it was all a blur. Somewhere in the midst of all that I did some rambling about my new book with them (it's "sort of a story," haha), and they managed to splice it together so I came across as kind of coherent...

So anyway, announcement time! This is always fun. I've mentioned this project in passing in a few interviews here and there, but haven't come out and jumped up and down and waved my arms about it yet ... and now that time is finally upon us.

So anyway, announcement time! This is always fun. I've mentioned this project in passing in a few interviews here and there, but haven't come out and jumped up and down and waved my arms about it yet ... and now that time is finally upon us.

Alright, now for the What I Got At Comicon post, with helpful links so you too can get what I got and become one of the beautiful people. Yes indeedy. The post all turned out to be horribly long, so I've put it behind a LJ cut.