You've heard of fiscal years--well, this is a spiritual year (ignore for the time being the fact that the regular year probably has its start as a spiritual year): Halloween to Halloween. Let's hope it fares better than the Metal Year.
Okay, so it's yawningly trite. That's how you know it's Rooted in Tradition.
I started this blog a little over one year ago for no other reason than to follow Occasional Superheroine--then I discovered the Old School Renaissance and (sort of) focused on writing about that sort of business. I do still read to you from dictionaries from time to time. (Check out byronic--dude should be a vampire. In comics.)
That's about all the retrospection I wanted to do. To the Future!
There is an artist who personally requested that I write a comic that said artist would draw. Am I going to ignore this opportunity? It's likely, but this old post by Gail Simone has stirred me to action (I love the part about putting truth in a scene, and after reading Welcome to Tranquility I believe she can do it, but it's what she says about seizing opportunity that I'm high on right now). Read the 'part two' too, about civet-stink.
I know nothing about writing comics, natch. This will be no surprise to long-time readers, who are well aware I know nothing about writing anything.
So--READ 100 COMIC SCRIPTS. Gail Simone posted a few that will make a fine start.