As seen in the upcoming CBLDF Benefit Book, as published by Image, as solicited here and in shops Oct 8th:
Our long-planned project GIRL BAND, co-created. drawn, inked, and colored by Terry and Rachel Dodson, and also-created and written by my daughter Audrey, you’ll see a three-page teaser in this book, and almost certainly a full book in the nearish future.
Order with this number: AUG140568
Props to Clayton Cowles for donating his fine lettering skills for the benefit, and to Lauren Sankovitch for putting it all together.
I have to thank Carol Peligian, one of my instructors at Parsons School of Design. She taught a class that, while the title escapes me, was about making books. Literally, making the object, inside and out, the binding and the content. I took this class twice, and while the physical construction aspect was fascinating, what she truly taught me was all about pacing, sequence, and narrative flow. The power of the turn of the page. Everything I do now can be traced back to that class, circa 1995. She was the best teacher I ever had.
I’ve been asked this a lot, about if our Star Wars stories we did at Dark Horse “count” or are canon and so on. This interview at CA seems to answer that:
CA: Between the original Marvel run, books like Splinter of the Mind’s Eye, and the most recent “adjectiveless” Star Wars book at Dark Horse, this time period between A New Hope and Empire Strikes Back has been heavily excavated. Lucasfilm’s canon cops have pretty much wiped the slate clean when it comes to these previous looks at the time period, but how much does this (now non-canon) stuff feed into the types of stories you’ll be telling? Do you lean on it, do you avoid it entirely?
Jordan D White: We’re no strangers to parallel continuities, here at Marvel, given our core universe, the Ultimate Universe, the Cinematic Universe. That said, as you pointed out, we’re joining with Lucasfilm at an exciting time. Unlike the previous “extended universe”, the promise going forward is that any Star Wars stories we put out are part of the core canon, right along with the films and television series. To that end, we’ve been working closely with the Lucasfilm Story Group to make sure everything we do is in lock-step with their larger plans.
So while there’s still no comment on the current Star Wars book we’re doing specifically, it seems like its stories are destined for the canon dustbin. I’m also pretty sure that come the end of December, our books will no longer be able to be distributed and sold, and will be out of print. So get them while you can. The third and fourth (final) volumes come out in October. This applies to the other SW books Dark Horse is publishing now.
How do I feel? Well, I don’t own Star Wars, so there’s a certain amount of shrugging involved, because what can be done? Nothing. This happens. What I am mystified about is more to do with the fact these three Marvel Star Wars books, by all available appearances, are supposed to do the same thing as our one original trilogy book, and that seems like a terribly uncreative thing to do to three top notch creative teams. Maybe in execution it’ll be different. But I understand the impluse on a business level… the still-green Luke, Leia struggling with her loss, Vader and the Empire post-Yavin, its all very logical to follow these story threads, its what people respond to, as is evident by the nearly 100k copies we sold of Star Wars #1. Now there will be a Marvel version of that.
I wish everyone the best, and will always value my time on Star Wars, and working with so many amazing people.
There’s a long article up on Nerdist with quotes from myself and the team, but the basics: new monthly from Dark Horse starting in the late winter/early spring, Andrea Mutti drawing, Jordie Bellaire coloring, Tula Lotay on covers.
I always figured I would revisit Northlanders in a new form, do another series on Vikings, make use of the unused stories. I had made it something of a priority, actually, and have been telling people about it.
Now, I don’t know. Maybe that’s lazy of me. Also, perhaps dangerous to try and capture…
Sometime late last summer I was asked to pitch for that Magneto solo book, a pitch that was accepted but then I declined for financial and scheduling reasons. It was sort of a bummer, as I thought I had a decent idea. It was a Magneto story written like a Jack Reacher novel, but with a complex, emotional side narrative dealing with his adult daughter Polaris. It was that side narrative I was most interested in writing*. Sometimes I regret turning it down.
(*Justin Giampaoli’s said that he views The Plague Widow as me adjusting to fatherhood, and I’ve written infants and children a few times since, reflecting my own experiences and emotions related to raising two little ones. The father/adult daughter relationship is something about which I have things to say.)
A short time ago a longtime collaborator of mine emailed to say he was up to starting something new, and did I have any ideas kicking around. I have lots, so I sent them all over and what came back was something from 2009, called STARVE, that had, pretty much, the exact same father/daughter story I has pitched for Magneto. But better, obviously, as this is creator-owned and therefore not tied to system that requires X amount of people-punching per 20 pages.
I wrote half an issue of STARVE yesterday. STARVE has a funny history, now that I recall, as it was original devised as my DMZ follow-up, before being rejected by DC, then rejected by Oni, then by Dark Horse, all for various reasons. My agent looks at it then looks at me like I’m crazy. But fuck it, we’re pressing ahead. More on this soon.
So I participated in a twitter discussion that this article on the Beat is about. I never know when some random exchange is going to be Storifyed and presented as something official, but this one was, and so everyone’s comments.
Heidi at The Beat did her usual thing and summed up my comments in a sloppy way, which in this case was: “Wood felt it was part of a fratty, juvenile culture”. Which is sort of true but a deliberate simplification of my comments. I do agree the sort of drinking being discussed is juvenile, but there’s a reason for that.
The specific sort of convention drinking that I find personally problematic is the reckless kind, the sort that interferes with the drinkers being able to actually function at the convention. When a buncha dudes smuggle a suitcase of cheap beer through the hotel bar and out back so they can keep the party going until dawn, and show up at the show a few hours later behind dark glasses, still drunk and reeking? Sure, I’ll call that juvenile. And unprofessional and dangerous and disrespectful to fans. Who wouldn’t agree with that.
I’m not a killjoy and don’t object to Barcon in general. But I object to that sort of excess. Its so pervasive, its so alienating to a lot of fans, and its behavior that I feel belongs to one’s teenage years more than their 40’s and 50’s.
As Heidi summed up: ”Being the sloppy drunk guy at Barcon can also stop a career dead in its track.” Which is not true because some of the most influential people in comics are sloppy drunk guys at shows. And they’re celebrated for it, patted on the back, and are the subject of legendary stories. Which is not something unique to comics, but what is unique to comics is the close interaction of professional and fan, and the last thing we need as an industry is the visual of a fan having to hold a favorite creator’s hair back as she/he vomits all over the floor.
I myself am an erstwhile member of a group that regularly drank to excess, and I’m better off to have separated from them. But at the time it was suggested to me by a person in authority that I should come out and play in order to cement my status, to be one of the crew. Which is fucked up, because one’s comic career should be about the work and the work only, not about how many hotel room afterparties you get invited to.
So in November of this year and April of next, Dark Horse is publishing deluxe, omnibus-style editions of those two books. THE NEW YORK FOUR will combine that book plus The New York Five, and 25-odd pages of of extras. DEMO will collect all 18 issues of the series, plus an extras section as well. Both will be high-end softcovers, just like my Channel Zero omnibus.
New York Four is 300+ pages for $20. November 5th. Here’s Ryan Kelly’s amazing cover. The Demo details are still to come.
My name is Brian Wood. There’s a decent chance that if you asked me to say that sentence to you in person, I might not be able to. I’m 42 years old and I’m a stutterer. A couple weeks ago my 3-year-old son started stuttering too.
I’m what is known as a covert stutterer. I’m sure that most of my close friends realize I stutter, but a lot of people don’t. A covert stutterer is someone who represses their disfluency through an ongoing, in-real-time stream of substitutions and evasion. Since I first became aware of my stuttering at age 5, I’m very nearly perfected the art of staying covert. I have a database in my head of words I know I can’t say, and alternates to replace them with. I can anticipate several words ahead of myself in conversation and select a substitute for something I sense I won’t be able to say. I buy time with filler words, or I’ll pronounce a partial word, often not speaking the first sound (i.e. Pacific Ocean will be “acific Ocean” and most people don’t notice). I’m successful in this most of the time, and the result most people get is a slightly halting experience speaking with me, with awkward word choices sometimes, or a phrase rearranged, maybe a pause in an unusual part of a sentence, and lots of ‘umms’ and ‘likes’. I don’t get to say what I actually want to say. This is the price I pay for speaking: eternal vigilance and compromised communication.
As a child, and a teenager, the stutter was profound, and despite my older brother and at least one cousin also stuttering, there was not a lot of support or understanding to be found in semi-rural Vermont in the 1970’s. My tactic was to put my head down, only talk when necessary, and lamely grin along when jokes were made at my expense or people mocked me, just to make it through the day. Other parents thought I was stupid, mentally delayed, and would keep their kids away from me. Put bluntly, it was humiliating and sorrowful. Add to that the fact I was painfully skinny, wore glasses, had pizza face, didn’t have a father, and my family was Jehovah’s Witnesses, I was a target in pretty much every way possible. I looked inward for happiness: reading, running, making art, being alone.
But in the end it was fine, I exited my teenage years with some solid friends, and onto into college where I made a few more. The stutter lessened a bit and I got better at staying covert and I began to learn that I could hide it from some people entirely, which changed the game. But I never spoke about it. Never, ever, ever spoke about it. If someone brought it up to me, I could redirect that conversation in about two seconds flat. I would cringe at the very thought of having to speak about it. I still do.
So in that way my career as a comic book writer was great, because I could just sit alone in a room and have the written word be my voice and could take my time to properly construct my thoughts. But when the social part of my budding career became a reality (signings, conventions, interviews, panels), it was a like middle school all over again.
I’ve mostly made my peace with it now. I know that when I sit on a panel at a convention with a microphone in my face, with twenty people in the front row recording it on their phones, when it’s live-cast to the web, I’m going to stutter a few times. Sometimes more than a few times, as has happened. If you are a blogger who has asked me for one of those station identification soundbites (“This is Brian Wood, writer of X-Men, and you’re listening to the such-and-such podcast!”) you almost certainly have me on tape stuttering. Somewhere StarWars.com has video footage of me attempting one of those station idents easily a dozen times (they eventually gave up). But before I made my peace with it, I would straight up refuse video interviews; I would shirk from panels, and was generally pretty bad at this aspect of my job. Publishers and editors were mostly supportive, with few glaring exceptions.
So, back to my 3-year-old son. Having children was, for the longest time, a big fear of mine for this exact reason, that this kid would inherit some combination of my unfortunate traits, the stutter specifically. My older daughter went through a couple weeks of it as a common language development phase, and honestly, it seems my son is growing out of it as well (but time will tell). But the agony I felt of listening to him in his worst moments struggle to even say one single word, to take 20 or 30 attempts to get past the “d” in “daddy” sort of forced me to consider my own thoughts and emotions on this subject. In other words, I had to get a grip. So at age 42, I’m going to start owning this so that if and when I need to help my son with it, I’ll be emotionally ready.
I read these periodic articles that talk about all the famous people who were stutters. Bruce Willis, Samuel L Jackson, James Earl Jones, Joe Biden, Emily Blunt, Tim Gunn, Shaq, and so on, and while that’s really cool to hear, they are all people who, at least from what I can tell, have corrected their stutter. I always wished for someone on that level who still openly stuttered and prevailed despite it. Because, at this point in my life, my stutter isn’t going away. I kind of don’t want it to. It’s as much of who I am as anything else. I’ve lived with it longer than anything else I have going on, so sometimes I think it’s the most defining thing about me.
I’ve only met one other person in the comics industry who stutters, that I know of – there may be others out there even more skilled at being covert than I am. There HAVE to be more, so if there are - on the professional or the fan side - I’d love to hear from you.
(northernboy at gmail dot com, or twitter: brianwood )
This week, May 12-18, is the National Stuttering Awareness Week. I’m taking this time right now to make a first step towards publicly accepting myself, and probably working on that for the next 30 years or so.
I’m no hawk, but if (in the unlikely case of Kerry actually meaning what he says, and) troops were deployed for this, I’d support it 100%. Imagine the goodwill, imagine the appropriateness and the righteousness of American strength used to help correct such a horrible situation. Imagine the pride of the soldiers involved in a rescue.
As opposed to, you know, droning a bunch of children somewhere.
Hi there, Ming! I love your artwork! So, in my Business of Art class, we were discussing women in comics. Most of the guys in my class said that women only get jobs from editors because they're attractive or cute. I'm the only girl in my class, so I stayed out of it to avoid trouble. As a woman trying to break into comics myself, this worries me. I'm far from what most would consider attractive, but for all the other girls out there trying to get work, what would you say to that? Thank you!
The short, practical answer: Most business is conducted entirely over email. Your editors may hire you, work with you for years, and if you don’t post selfies or attend conventions, they may never know what you look like. Even if they do know what you look like, editors care more about your quality of work, your timeliness and your professionalism, than any selfie. Be fearless, do the work, make connections online, and of course you can flourish!
The long, twisted answer: Yes. We’re women, it’s inevitable that we’ll be judged, coveted, and derided purely on the basis of our looks, our age, our perceived sexual availability. These judgments crash against us at every turn in life. They’re inescapable, and yes, explicitly or implicitly, from men and from women, you will confront these judgments and many more during your professional career.
If you choose to make your gender public knowledge, some readers will be cruel to you. They’ll seem to single your art out more loudly and consistently than any equivalently accomplished male counterpart’s for pillorying. They’ll call your lines ugly, and in the comments section they will call you ugly. Or, they’ll be too kind to you. It won’t matter how unattractive you may think you are, they’ll speak to you too long at conventions, they’ll stare and say you’re even prettier than your art, and that will be worse, because if you can be the target of such bombastic, lecherous praise, then maybe your art is actually just as bad as you’ve been made to feel.
If you choose to make your gender public knowledge, some readers will support you. They’ll support you unfailingly, they’ll class you as a “woman creator” and they’ll ask you to provide sound bites that speak for all women, though of course that’s impossible. They’ll put you on a “Women in Comics” panel at every show, and often that will be the only panel you’re ever on. They’ll buy your work because you’re a woman, just because you’re a woman.
Have I gotten more or less work because of the way I look? Like you, I bear all the lifelong mental wounds of growing up in this society and consider myself “far from what most would consider attractive.” I think a lot of women do. But when I was first breaking in, I encountered my fair share of sexually charged interest and dismissal, in equal turns. I’ve escaped from gross situations with professionals and never worked with them, but also never spoken publically about those intimidating experiences. I’ve been hired to be in multiple woman-themed anthologies exclusively because I was a woman. I’ve been in an Asian-themed anthology because I’m Asian. Almost any review of my work from the first five years of my career begins, “Drawn by the lovely/beautiful/hot/exotic and talented Ming Doyle…”
Whatever you are in this life, however you look or identify or are identified, it’s going to impact you professionally and personally. Attractive, unattractive, majority, minority, there’s no getting out untouched. And if that sounds grossly generalizing and invasive, that’s because that’s what a lot of these experiences are like.
But remember what I said way back up there in the short answer, about being fearless? Do that. Yes, there’s a host of adversities attached to embarking upon any endeavor as a woman, and comics come with their own unique and prickly set. But if you love what you do, if you’re good at it and you can persevere, if you can access the core of who you are as a person and align that with what you want to accomplish as an artist and hold that knowledge as a shield in front of everything you do, you can make it! And I hope you will, because I want to see you here. For all the awful people who may make the journey rough or unpleasant for you, there is a large number of people who want to employ you and want to stand with you professionally.
Thank you. And please, even after I’ve said all that, GO FOR IT! It’s not going to be easy, but it was never going to be. The secret is that it’s not easy for anyone, and in the end that’s what’s going to make you a goddamn warrior.
Get all 21 issues of the series to date for $10! For iOS, Android, and regular ol’ browser reading. The series ends at #30, so this is a great way to catch up and get current before we head into the finale.
…to everyone who helped in my breast cancer fundraiser last fall. Just got the news that a close relative was diagnosed, so in the middle of the fear and feelings of helplessness and sadness, I am grateful that you all helped me do a little bit towards making a difference.
The start of a three-issue arc called SAHARA, with art by Danijel Zezelj (Garry will be back at #25 to take us to the conclusion). Anyway, #22, in which Mary rides shotgun, literally, for a four-mile water convoy across northern Africa. Colors by Jordie, letters by Jared as usual.
In this upcoming issue, I have this scene with Monet, and I really wanted her to look strong… not comic book superhero-strong, but real life strong, and so I sent artist Clay Mann this shot of Camille LeBlanc-Bazinet:
and asked for a build like that on Monet. Which I got:
Having seen the teaser images from X-Men #11, who came up with the hoodie and ball cap outfit for Jubilee, you or Clay Mann? Regardless I'm really loving it. It's kind of oddly perfect. Can't wait for X-Men #10 and #11.
thats all clay. he and i are really letting each other do our thing in our parts.
i can’t wait to see what he turns out for his arc. I’m so excited.