Writing 302: Action in PanelsYou may think this is solely up to the illustrator of the book but in fact it's actually a shared responsibility between writers and pencillers.Camera Angles and Storytelling through PanelsAs a writer it's your job to define the pacing and flow of the page and how your story will reach the readers. The artist's job is to take those directions, execute them as best as he can and apply his vision on top of the writer's. It is a collaborative effort and that's why writers and artists have to keep a constant communication.Drawing a pin-up is one thing, telling a story through pictures is something else entirely. All your choices have weight
Team Effort 101So you've just completed your masterpiece, the script is just out of the oven and you can't wait to start working on the art.BUT WAIT!Did you carefully lay out the path ahead? As much fun as working in comics is, there's still a lot of logistics to handle, especially if you got a team working on the same title.First off the bat, my advice is to always team up, even if you're like a Swiss army knife with ten thousands utilities and talents, crafting a comic book from beginning to end is just too much work, and that is the main reason I believe people quit halfway through.If only you had access to an amazing community of talented artist
Writing 204: Lego BlocksRemember back in the day when you got that kick-ass Lego pirate ship with thousands of little pieces in a snowy X-Mas? And how much fun it was to build it just like the picture on the cover? Building the whole thing up from scratch always comparing your work with the one on box.Awesome, so based on the current poll I'll discuss index cards, character development and why not a little bit more about structure.Your outline, which hopefully you broke into smaller chunks, say fifteen or sixteen of them, is the picture on the Lego box. And your index cards are the actual Legos.So now it's time to build your story just like you planned... befo
Evelet: HomecomingThe late afternoon sun gleamed off the towers and temples of Akkades. The elegant and massive castle rose amidst the crowded skyline with its crimson banners fluttering along the cannon lined battlements. The clear sound of silver trumpets announces the Festival of Light, the return of their most beloved star, Princess Evelet of Ibelin.The Airship Vanguard slowly and ceremoniously makes its way to the airdocks as the sun finally disappears in the horizon, painting the sky with hues of pink, purple and blue: twilight hour. In the streets below the lamplighters make their rounds, lighting up the city as night falls upon them.A single bright
Sheridan Colt: Jungle Cruisin'Day 48Damn it's hot. Why does it need to be this hot? Friggin' jungle. Been stuck in this hell hole for about a month now, feels like forever. And the mosquitoes, Goddamn these mosquitoes. The deeper we go, the bigger they get. I should be able to fly one by now.There's nothing out there. Crew is getting restless. I better give'em something before we run out of whiskey. I'll be damned, that sweet redhead was right, leave the guns, bring more booze. And she smelled good too, strawberry I think?Damn, what the hell am I doing in this jungle…Day 52We should have brought more guns. I should've brought a friggin' cannon. I've never s
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