About Jennifer de Guzman is a writer and comics editor living in the San Francisco Bay Area. She writes stories about sad girls, seawater, bottomless wells, airborne plagues, and horses. You can find links to some of them them in the Selected Works section or read them at her Scribd page.
She also writes "Life in Comics," a monthly column for Publishers Weekly Comics Week, and collaborates on "Heaven Knows I'm Miserable Now," a comics column on Robot 6, with her husband, artist Brian Belew.
Portrait by Brian Belew.
What Are Possible Impossiblities? “The Poet ought rather to chuse Impossibilities, provided they have Resemblance to the Truth, than the Possible, which are Incredible with all their Possibility.” - Henry Fielding, quoting Aristotle in The History of Tom Jones, a Foundling
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I recently watched the BBC series Lost in Austen, about Amanda Price, a contemporary London woman in love with the world of Jane Austen, who discovers, as it happens, she has a magic door in her bathroom that opens into the world of Pride and Prejudice. She and Elizabeth Bennet switch places, and soon Amanda [...]
I was doing a little “research” for a Father’s Day “Heaven Knows I’m Miserable Now” column, and when you have a dad like mine (he had his own kung fu school for a while, and one of my favorite things is a picture of him breaking a cinderblock with his fist), that “research” means watching [...]
I’m excited about the new movie about Hypatia of Alexandria, Agora, starring Rachel Weisz and directed by Alejandro Amenábar. Here’s the teaser trailer (if you can’t see it, here’s the link):
The brief scene with what looks like Hypatia teaching is lovely — it reminds me of a J.W. Waterhouse painting. Also seen — the Pharos [...]
In the post-apocalyptic world after Judgment Day:
Los Angeles is a barren wasteland.
San Francisco is home to evil technology and an apocalypse standard-issue ruined Golden Gate Bridge.
Women wear skin-tight jeans and have luxurious, full-bodied hair and perfect teeth.
But Bryce Dallas Howard is bogarting a stash of lip gloss and blush.
Everything is REALLY LOUD.
John Connor has a podcast.
And something [...]
Ladies and gentlemen, we must discuss the most important question to arise from the new Star Trek movie:
Why is Spock so ridiculously hot?
Personally, I’m working with the theory that having (usually) superbly controlled emotions roiling beneath the surface is unfathomably sexy. A logical facade, in this sense, is no different from Byronic brooding. Why, ladies, why, [...]
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