Gail Simone
03-23-2006, 11:17 AM
I have to say...I've been a net crankypants all month.
Usually, I'm so happy about my job and the readers and the amazing people I get to work with that the occasional weirdo really just dings off the plating, as it were.
But for some reason (maybe being really busy, or that it's convention season, or that some of these guys are just SO over the line), this month, the goobers have really made me respond a lot crabbier than usual.
TOO crabby. Not because some of them deserve niceties in response to their efforts, but for ME, because it makes me FEEL bad to unload on someone, even when they're begging for it, but especially when they're not.
Some of it's probably Ray Tate's weirdo freakism on one of my favorite sites, but really, it was just building for a while. I got mad at some guys at other boards, as well.
That's not really me. In general, I hate the idea of ignoring all the positive people just to swat at the negative ones, but that's what ends up happening.
Yesterday, I got a whole bunch of art files from some of the people I'm working with, Brad Walker, Paulo, Neil Googe, and I just thought, goddammit, what kind of idiot am I having PMS when these incredible artists are drawing my scripts? When my editors are great people that I really love, when my family loves me, when I have my health, when the readers are so unbelievably supportive? It just made me feel like an ingrate.
A big thing also was I did an hour bop chat at Geoff's boards, and the readers there were so great and so enthused. What kind of person would ignore all that just because not everyone on the net is housetrained?
Also, Shrike wrote me a nice wake-up call note. Thanks, Shrike!
Anyway, this is the thing, and I know people view this sort of message with a jaundiced eye, but it's the truth. I really treasure you people. You never have to say you like my stuff when you don't...it doesn't change my opinion of you in the slightest. You can tell me when I'm being an idiot and you will only get my respect. I like that you keep these boards lively and entertaining, and I appreciate all the unbelievable support more than you can know.
And I don't care if it sounds sappy, so GO TO HELL! :)
Anyway, the point is, this morning Bop inker Robin Riggs and his lovely wife Elayne (a long, long time supporter) sent me seven gorgeous pages of original Bop art from issues he's inked. He could sell those pages for good money, but they sent it as a gift, out of the kindness of their hearts, unasked.
Neil's drawing Tranquility, a book I've wanted to write for years, SO MUCH better than I could ever have hoped for. Paulo's putting the heart back into BOP. We just found out about a cover artist for Bop who blows my mind. We may be using one of my all-time favorite artists for special pieces in Tranquility. I'm working with one of the best writers comics has ever had on a one-shot project featuring a character I adore. Karl's covers and Brad's pages for Secret Six take my breath away, and Dale's art on the VU special is even better than on the mini. And I'm having way more fun with the Atom than I would have thought possible. And Talent's going to kick much ass on Gen13.
Yup. Ingrate. If I get cranky again, slap me. I have no reason to be cranky at the readers or this industry. It all just hit me at once how much fun I'm having (it's a ton of work, that can obscure the fun if you let it), and how happy I am. So Ms. Crankypants is going away for a while, and I'm taking her place!
Best wishes, sincerely, and many thanks,
Gail
Usually, I'm so happy about my job and the readers and the amazing people I get to work with that the occasional weirdo really just dings off the plating, as it were.
But for some reason (maybe being really busy, or that it's convention season, or that some of these guys are just SO over the line), this month, the goobers have really made me respond a lot crabbier than usual.
TOO crabby. Not because some of them deserve niceties in response to their efforts, but for ME, because it makes me FEEL bad to unload on someone, even when they're begging for it, but especially when they're not.
Some of it's probably Ray Tate's weirdo freakism on one of my favorite sites, but really, it was just building for a while. I got mad at some guys at other boards, as well.
That's not really me. In general, I hate the idea of ignoring all the positive people just to swat at the negative ones, but that's what ends up happening.
Yesterday, I got a whole bunch of art files from some of the people I'm working with, Brad Walker, Paulo, Neil Googe, and I just thought, goddammit, what kind of idiot am I having PMS when these incredible artists are drawing my scripts? When my editors are great people that I really love, when my family loves me, when I have my health, when the readers are so unbelievably supportive? It just made me feel like an ingrate.
A big thing also was I did an hour bop chat at Geoff's boards, and the readers there were so great and so enthused. What kind of person would ignore all that just because not everyone on the net is housetrained?
Also, Shrike wrote me a nice wake-up call note. Thanks, Shrike!
Anyway, this is the thing, and I know people view this sort of message with a jaundiced eye, but it's the truth. I really treasure you people. You never have to say you like my stuff when you don't...it doesn't change my opinion of you in the slightest. You can tell me when I'm being an idiot and you will only get my respect. I like that you keep these boards lively and entertaining, and I appreciate all the unbelievable support more than you can know.
And I don't care if it sounds sappy, so GO TO HELL! :)
Anyway, the point is, this morning Bop inker Robin Riggs and his lovely wife Elayne (a long, long time supporter) sent me seven gorgeous pages of original Bop art from issues he's inked. He could sell those pages for good money, but they sent it as a gift, out of the kindness of their hearts, unasked.
Neil's drawing Tranquility, a book I've wanted to write for years, SO MUCH better than I could ever have hoped for. Paulo's putting the heart back into BOP. We just found out about a cover artist for Bop who blows my mind. We may be using one of my all-time favorite artists for special pieces in Tranquility. I'm working with one of the best writers comics has ever had on a one-shot project featuring a character I adore. Karl's covers and Brad's pages for Secret Six take my breath away, and Dale's art on the VU special is even better than on the mini. And I'm having way more fun with the Atom than I would have thought possible. And Talent's going to kick much ass on Gen13.
Yup. Ingrate. If I get cranky again, slap me. I have no reason to be cranky at the readers or this industry. It all just hit me at once how much fun I'm having (it's a ton of work, that can obscure the fun if you let it), and how happy I am. So Ms. Crankypants is going away for a while, and I'm taking her place!
Best wishes, sincerely, and many thanks,
Gail