In the meantime . . . Part 2:Vic Boone's Theme

So, the other thing you can do while awaiting word--

Write the theme song.

Enjoy.

No Boone in June

Or so it seems. I was hoping to hear word today about whether we'd been in the June competition, but it never came. Now, granted there's still three days left before the next competition starts, but I'm not holding my breath.

It's a bit disheartening, to say the least.

July is the Invitational month. So, August would be the next month we'd be able to compete. Of course, our 90 days ends on July 4th, which is cutting it close.

I'm a bit disappointed I won't be able to use the phrase, Boone for June, which was coined by Caanan Grall.

In the meantime . . .

What do you do when you're waiting to see if your comic is going to be accepted?

You write the next three pages of a story that might not ever see the light of day. Pages, I might add, that took way too long to write.

I will say, though, if nothing else comes of this Zuda experience, I will come out the other side of it a better writer. Writing in this format has taught me how to ''trim the fat'', so to speak--the value of being economical with words.

Boone for June

So, it looks like we won't be in the Zuda competition in May. We still have our fingers crossed for June.

Say it with me . . . Boone for June!

Vic Boone's Journey Begins

Well, it actually started years ago, but we'll get to that later. The journey in the now is the one involving Zuda.

Last night, after months of work, Jeff, Rachel, and I submitted Vic Boone to Zudacomics.com. Now, all we can do is cross fingers and wait. Though, I must admit even the simple process of submitting felt like an accomplishment in itself.

The Birth of A&W Studios

It starts in Louisville, Ky. Unitas Tower on the campus of the University of Louisville in '92, to be precise. And it can all be blamed on a Spawn t-shirt.

One night on the way to use the community microwave to make some ramen noodles or chili or something else which would eventually be topped with a mound of sour cream, I noticed two guys talking outside a room a few doors down from mine. Didn't think much of it, at first, until I saw one of the guys was wearing a Spawn t-shirt.

See, at that point in college, the friends I had, who were mostly guys from my hometown, didn't read comics. I walked to the comic shop by myself, read my books, and that was the end of it. I had no one around to really talk to about the form or the stories. I mean, I talked about comics. It was just no one around me really gave a crap. This was before the days of message boards, of course.

So, I nuked my food and commenced to standing around for ten awkward minutes, waiting for the chance to simply ask, "Hey, do you read comics?"

As the minutes dragged on, it was becoming apparent the other guy, who I can only recall as looking like the kid from A Christmas Story after too many years of Big Macs and addiction, was rather long-winded. I want to say he was going off about Karl Marx and Kubla Khan, but maybe my memory is just wanting to add flavor. Though, I am positive flip-flops and a yellowing white t-shirt were involved. Eventually, he made his point, and I got my chance.

As it turned out, the guy in the Spawn shirt did read comics. He also went on to become one of my best friends and creative partner, Jeff Winstead.