…boldly going forward, ’cause we can’t find reverse.
Okay, I’m referencing a cult 1987 single by “The Firm” there, so if you have no idea what I’m on about, please feel free to ignore me. Or else go to http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FCARADb9asE and have a pleasant if mildly hallucinogenic experience.
In the meantime, this is me. Mike Carey. And I’ll be your guest blogger for the next three Fridays, bringing you chat, news, pop quizzes and blatant viral advertising in a myriad (from the Greek : “more than two”) shades and varieties while you click at random hoping to find the reviews thread.
For those of you who don’t know me from a smoking crater, I’m a writer. Of comic books mostly, but I’ve also written some novels (my first supernatural thriller, The Devil You Know, gets its US release on 10th July) and screenplays. It was the Vertigo fantasy series Lucifer that gave me my mainstream debut about ten years ago, and more recently I started to write X-Men, which caused a lot of people to move me from the “smoking crater” folder into the “could be a comics writer – check discreetly while maintaining eye contact” folder.
Right now I’m a driven man, writing X-Men and Ultimate Fantastic Four for Marvel, Crossing Midnight for Vertigo and Voodoo Child for Virgin. I’ve also got two books coming out for DC’s new Minx imprint – Re-Gifters and Confessions of a Blabbermouth – along with the Ultimate Vision miniseries and the aforementioned novel. I keep busy, basically: neurosis is my friend. When I’m not writing, I’m checking my watch and flexing my fingers in rhythmical typing motions.
I think it was the Minx books more than anything else that got me this guest blogging spot. DC are very keen to spread the good news on their new OGN line, which is no surprise given that they’ve got the likes of Cecil Castellucci, Andi Watson and Aaron Alexovich writing for it. (Oh, and my fifteen-year-old daughter, but that’s another story that we’ll get to later.) So they called up JK Parkin at Newsarama, reminded him about certain pictures and a place where some bodies are buried, and a gold-edged invitation arrived in due course.
So the idea, as I understand it, is that I sit here and say nice things about my publishers, my editors, my artists and the global eco-system.
Or we could play stupid games.
Next up, this week’s caption competition…