I thought it was time, after an incredibly long lie in, to document my thoughts on Thought Bubble in Leeds - as the title suggests, I was rather disappointed and came home with feelings of frustration more than anything else.
As it was my first Thought Bubble, I didn't know what to expect, and assumed it would be a similar vibe to BICS last month, which turned out to be a bit wide of the mark - there was a much greater emphasis on the buying and selling at Thought Bubble, and not quite so much on the social aspects of the show. Good for the people with tables, not so good for me, I guess. I managed to have a quick chat with Dave and Colin at the Accent table, and caught up a little with old chums like Jenika, Doug Noble and Daniel Merlin Goodbrey, but all in all it had much more of a market feel and I found it hard to wade through the bustle towards other creators. It was something of a shame considering my new quest for artists.
The organization of the event seems to be a little chaotic, too. Any event where those with pre-paid tickets take twice as long to get into the show as those who have just shown up with nothing is a bit uncoordinated, and In this regard, Thought Bubble was a bit of a shambles. It was livened up a little, however, by the troupe of rollerskating zombie chicks in gold hotpants, who were meandering around the entrance for the best part of the day.
So, not very much was done, and a lot still remains to do - Accent passed on the script that I had delivered to them due to its length, but reassured me of its quality, gave their blessings for me to shop it around, and welcomed a different, shorter script, which Roland will be able to fit better into his schedule. I've got a concept that I shall be developing in the next few weeks for them that will be ideal.
This has had the side effect of leaving me with a complete graphic novel script with no home and no attached artist, which is not necessarily a bad thing, because I already have a number of ideas regarding Hudson Falls which I'll be exploring in the next few weeks. That will all hinge on finding an artist to come on board, because as any writer will know, many publishers won't even look at a script unless it's accompanied by at least 10 pages of finished art.
Between that and the Clint submissions, I'm going to have to redouble my efforts and throw myself into my crusade for artists. By the last count, I now need at least three new collaborators for various projects.
In other news, progress continues to be made with Chris and the website - more subtle changes take place as time goes on. I'm hoping that some time in the new year the design will be complete and I can just concern myself with generating additional content to go into it.
Lots to do, and more to think about. This Christmas will be a quiet one, I think.
Darren Ellis writes, except when he doesn't.
When he doesn't he's more than likely doing something sedentary and fun, like playing video games or reading a book. Or procrastinating over what he's supposed to be writing.
Oh yes. He does that last one quite a bit.
Sunday 21 November 2010
Saturday 6 November 2010
Ding Dong
The website has seen a little more attention today - It's really starting to take shape now.
I've been calming down a bit over here since the mad post-BICS rush. I've just put the finishing touches to another script that I'm intending to submit to another anthology, and I have another script to write this week for something else.
Once that is done, I'm going to explore some more full graphic novel opportunities and fish out and old idea I had a while back when pitching ideas to Accent UK that I really liked, and I'm going to write that bad boy. It's another of my talky, thoughtful ones, but this one is a bit high-concept and I have a feeling it'll grow in the telling. Looking forward to getting stuck into it.
This weekend is going to comprise my ongoing search for artists for the Clint scripts I've written. I've heard from a few people, but non who would really fit with either story, but I'm not giving up hope and The internet is full of talented artists. There are bound to be a few that would go well with the scripts.
Tickets are bought for Thought Bubble in Leeds, where I'm hoping to continue my run of possibilities.
In other news, as the title of this post demonstrates, I'm now the proud owner of a Leslie Phillips moustache. My immortal and beautiful beard is gone!
It's all in aid of charity, of course. Movember is now in full swing, raising money for The Prostate Cancer Charity, and I've thrown my oar in to try to help out. If you feel like sponsoring my face furniture and donating a little cash, head on over to http://uk.movember.com/mospace/956772/ and hit the "donate to me" button. If I can raise over £80 I get a free invite to a moustache party! I don't know what that involves, but it certainly sounds jolly exciting.
And worry not. Like Rage Against The Machine last year, my beard will be making a triumphant Christmas Comeback when Movember is over.
I've been calming down a bit over here since the mad post-BICS rush. I've just put the finishing touches to another script that I'm intending to submit to another anthology, and I have another script to write this week for something else.
Once that is done, I'm going to explore some more full graphic novel opportunities and fish out and old idea I had a while back when pitching ideas to Accent UK that I really liked, and I'm going to write that bad boy. It's another of my talky, thoughtful ones, but this one is a bit high-concept and I have a feeling it'll grow in the telling. Looking forward to getting stuck into it.
This weekend is going to comprise my ongoing search for artists for the Clint scripts I've written. I've heard from a few people, but non who would really fit with either story, but I'm not giving up hope and The internet is full of talented artists. There are bound to be a few that would go well with the scripts.
Tickets are bought for Thought Bubble in Leeds, where I'm hoping to continue my run of possibilities.
In other news, as the title of this post demonstrates, I'm now the proud owner of a Leslie Phillips moustache. My immortal and beautiful beard is gone!
It's all in aid of charity, of course. Movember is now in full swing, raising money for The Prostate Cancer Charity, and I've thrown my oar in to try to help out. If you feel like sponsoring my face furniture and donating a little cash, head on over to http://uk.movember.com/mospace/956772/ and hit the "donate to me" button. If I can raise over £80 I get a free invite to a moustache party! I don't know what that involves, but it certainly sounds jolly exciting.
And worry not. Like Rage Against The Machine last year, my beard will be making a triumphant Christmas Comeback when Movember is over.
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