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Not as many of those as I would’ve liked, but still a significant number, and of all those that I did script and were published, my adaptation of Raymond Chandler’s long detective story “Goldfish,” which has appeared now in several different editions over the last 15 years, is a real favorite, in large part because of the astonishingly beautiful noirish art by the British cartoonist and designer Rian Hughes.
A brief essay about that project is available here at the blog now, at BOOKS.
For sure I was distraught that all of the work I’d published here over the past going-on-four years had vanished and might be lost forever, but what drove me the craziest was the fear that I wouldn’t get to post the conclusion of my serial novel, King Touey.
Before the blog went AWOL I’d posted 11 episodes, with just one left to go.
Besides finishing up King Touey, I’ll be resuming work now on the series of essays (at BOOKS) that I’ve been writing about each of my published books; there are just 5 more to go, and the next one up will be about It’s Superman! Tom De Haven November 15, 2016 ), the end, at long last, is in sight: the next episode is the last one, and I’ll be working on it throughout the rest of this summer and hope to present it here at Cafe Pinfold by the end of August.
I began the novel in the spring of 2013, and posted the first and second episodes three years ago this month.
Bissette, James Sturm, and Scott Mc Cloud all have lectured in packed auditoriums and theaters, under the sponsorship of two of the city’s universities. A couple weeks back, Art Spiegelman came down to Richmond to give a talk at the University of Richmond, and as I was sitting in the fourth row listening to him talk and watching his slide show, which included several images from his masterpiece , now considered a canonical work not just of comics, but of literature and history, my mind cycled back to the first time I met Art, in early May of 1985, and I remembered the stories he told that afternoon about all of the rejections, many of them flat-out insulting rejections, he’d gotten when he’d first brought But while the general status of comics and cartooning and cartoonists has risen enormously since the mid-1980s, still there’s some lingering contempt among certain literary, academic, and media elites, and I’m made especially aware of that whenever an important cartoonist passes away and either there’s just a teeny squib of an obituary in major newspapers, or none. They’ll publish thorough obits of sitcom co-star from the 1950s, singers from practically any swing orchestra of the 1940s, and, it seems, every inventor of any widget or food coloring whatsoever, but time after time after time completely ignore the death of major cartoonists whose work was read by tens of millions of people over the course of decades.
Once I had up all of the archival stuff, the old scripts and comics and lectures and fiction, there wasn’t much else to do but to keep posting my new stuff, and I just don’t turn it out the way I used to.
But here it is again, finally, and I hope it stays put.
My sincere gratitude to the generous people–Chad Luibl, Elizabeth Farschon, and Tim Freund–who helped retrieve it.
Anyhow, for those of you who’ve been following my fictionalized story about the great 1915 Standard Oil Strike in Bayonne, New Jersey, I hope you enjoy the new episodes. Tom De Haven July 17, 2016 COMICS AND CARTOONISTS Since I was 7, since 1956, I’ve been unreasonably passionate about comics and comic art, and fascinated by the lives and careers of cartoonists. That stuff talked to me, delighted me, made sense to me, made sense of the world to me, and I just hardbound collections of Hal Foster’s “Prince Valiant” pages from 1939-1940 and Harold Gray’s “Little Orphan Annie” strips from 1946-1947, and a collection of Alex Toth’s Zorro comic-book stories from 1957-1958, all of which I highly recommend.) If you know me well, or even not all well, you know that I wanted to become a cartoonist myself.
I don’t recall reading (or even being read) children’s books when I was a kid, and it wasn’t until I was about 12 that I got interested at all, and not all that much at first, in prose fiction. Some days, still, I regret I never did, that it never happened, although I’ve been fortunate to have met and got to know a slew of working cartoonists, to have taught college courses about comics and comic books, and occasionally to have scripted comics and graphic novels for others to draw.
the final 15,000 words or so are not in the state of polish that I’d like them to be, so I’ll hold those back.