It was a productive comic jam at Rick’s last night. Since so many of the usual suspects couldn’t make the last official jam, a supplemental evening was scheduled a week later by certain key members. After bailing on a bunch of past gatherings, I made sure to attend this one before everybody took a vote and decided to hate me. Besides, unlike the usual pub venue, Rick’s condo has cats to play with.
I was able to reacquaint myself with some of the comics that had been in circulation for months. The increasingly legendary “Fucking Raccoon” page resurfaced after a failed attempt to have it inked resulted in it going missing since last summer. Adding some rudimentary scribblings to a few of the other pages-in-progress, I was able to fill in the blanks and bridge missing panels on several stories. A long-stalled Michael Jackson page, in particular, suddenly presented itself with a new and unexpected punchline to make it relevant in this post-Jacko world. I was even able to rough out the whole story for my Inglourious Basterds parody, Inkongroois Fukheds. Now that it’s in the hands of much more talented illustrators, it should end up looking very pretty and be ready to print in time for the 10th anniversary HD-DVD special edition release of the movie it pokes fun at.
On the home office front, I’m back to work on a new season of Kid vs Kat. The renewal came out of left field for me. I didn’t even know a second round of episodes was pending until my agent called around noon one day and told me to expect an urgent email. I was writing new material for the show within a few hours.
At the same time, eight drafts in and counting, I was wrapping up work on an animated short called Les Enfants Libres. This project has been in the mill for about a year now. We narrowly missed getting financing last time at bat when the government funding agency decided to back Ryan Larkin‘s final film instead. It’s hard to compete with those posthumous projects. I promised to drop dead unexpectedly as part of our submission if the producers thought it would help our chances any. I’m still waiting to hear back on the offer.