I just returned from Comic-Con, where I worked at the SLG Publishing booth. Most of the time, I ferry books around — helping to set up for signings and keeping the store stocked. I do a few portfolio reviews and talk to aspiring comic book creators as well.
I have to admit to having divided attention this year, however. I had a meeting with an editor about my novel, and her comments gave me a lot of great ideas for the next revision. I’m starting on it tomorrow. I caught myself absently washing my hands for I don’t know how long the other day because I had gotten caught up in thinking about it.
The most important thing I need to do is make sure my protagonist and narrative is active, active, active. I need to start with action and motivation, and I need to keep it up throughout the novel. I need to keep in mind the reader, which is supposed to be a teenage girl, a reader who has been much maligned lately in my professional sphere because of Twilight. Especially at Comic-Con, the hostility has been palpable and ugly. No matter what I think of the series of books — I swooned over Heathcliff in Wuthering Heights
when I was fifteen, so I’m in no place to judge — the spectacle of grown men taking cheap shots at girls makes me sick. It’s especially laughable when men who read superhero comics — most of which are not exactly paragons of literary quality — criticize the taste of these girls.
Since Minx’s demise, I’ve been thinking a lot about graphic novels for girls. I’ve been lucky enough to edit a book like The War at Ellsmere, and I want to edit more for that audience, and perhaps even write one. Jamie S. Rich just announced a new one from Oni Press, Spell Checkers. I’m looking forward to it! I scored a copy of his and Joelle Jones’s You Have Killed Me
at Comic-Con.






























