Is it Friday already? And I was just getting started.
God, what a week. I didn't get nearly enough done, but that's par for the course.
Now I'll respond to some of the posts.
Re E-books and comics. I totally understand how converting all text into digital information is inevitable and will help immensely regarding research and text books. Go for it, tekkies. But novels? Biographies? Poetry? Not gonna happen. And publishers that continue to invest in the idea are throwing good money after bad. E-comic? Not my thing at all, though I understand that's the only viable option for some cartoonists. Though I sort of look at it like I look at musicians playing in the subway, which is: "If you're any good, why are you playing in the subway?"
Re the "C-bomb," look — I hate that word too and rarely use it. But the thing is I HATE that woman, so it seemed entirely appropriate. Plus it was a pun on her name (a silly one, yes, but that's what puns are for). I also agree with the "we're all grown-ups" line. I think profanity is like Tabasco. If you use just enough of it at just the right time, it makes things much more interesting.
Re Updike and Terrorist, here's my two cents: this book is taking a serious drubbing in most of the reviews I've read and does NOT deserve it. I thought it was utterly engrossing and convincing. Plus the fact that it's all new territory for him. He really pushes himself in ways few writers do anymore. When is somebody going to wise up and give this man the Nobel Prize? Please, please give this book a try. It deserves to be a vital part of the National
Completely changing the subject, I'd like to acknowlege the amazing Vertical Inc, a publisher I've worked with for several years now. If you aren't familiar with their stuff you should really check them out. They specialize in translations of Japanese books, mostly fiction. Volume One of Osamu Tezuka's epic graphic novel of the life of the Buddha is just out now and is a MUST READ. Seriously. No matter who you are.
Lastly, for anyone who's reading this in NYC (fat chance, I know) I'll be signing tomorrow (Saturday June 10) at the MoCCA Festival at the Puck Building on Houston and Lafayette St. in Soho. From noon to one. This is a really great independent comics show that has grown considerably over the years. It's kind of like San Diego Comic-Con without any mainstream element (not that I have anything against that, God knows, but if you've ever been to Comi-Con in SD you know that all that stuff tends to take over). Anyway, please come by and say Hi. I know that no one is going to show up to see me, and that will force me to become sad.
Many thanks to all at Powell's for roping me into this. If I ever get my fucking second novel written, I hope to go on tour and read at your sensational store again. And thanks to all who posted. Especially Art, for whom I drew a big fat floppy penis and didn't even know it was for him. Yes, Art, that is a self-portrait (yay!). I'm a lousy draftsman, but it seems the only things I can draw with any residue of skill are penises and Batman. I don't go to a psychiatrist, but if I did I'll bet we could talk about that for weeks and weeks. But that would cost me a fortune, and in the end all we would ultimately conclude is that I really, really like penises and Batman. And I already know that.
For anyone who cares, I'll be updating my website soon, featuring an archive of all the jackets (very long in the planning). Hopefully within the next month.
Cheep Keed says read read read!!!!
Books mentioned in this post
Chip Kidd is the author of Chip Kidd: Book One -- Work: 1986-2006