New pages...

As promised, here are the first two pages of the new book Kurt and I are currently working on. It's a mature readers book about the two of us trying to get the comic stuff of the ground, and trying to be taken seriously in the comic industry. I'll be posting a few pages from time to time...

PAGE 1


Page 1, Panel One

The vast expanse of outer space. Asteroids blast through the darkness as numerous stars and suns orbit their planetary bodies. Shooting from the top left corner of the panel is a tiny spacecraft, and conversely, rocketing from the upper right corner of the panel is another ship. Different in form but not in purpose, the two ships are on a collision course with each other. And destiny.

1. Caption: “It is a story that is familiar yet different at the same time.
2. Caption: “For our world to be forever changed, these two…
3. Caption2: “Dude.
4. Caption: “Uh…these two ships will have to…
5. Caption2: “Dude! Seriously.
6. Caption: “They…they’ll have to…
7. Caption2: “For the love of Christ!

Page 1, Panel Two

Same scene as Panel One. The two ships have almost met each other in the center of the panel. Entering the panel from the right corner is the lovely Kurt L. Wood. Circa 2008, Kurt is wearing a green military style hat and sporting a Nuclear Man t-shirt. Visibly angered, he’s wagging his hands in the air, talking to someone off-panel to the left.

1. Kurt: C’mon man! What the hell are you doing?
2. Kurt: What is this? Space?
3. Kurt: You have us meeting in space?
4. Kurt: Real fucking original.

Page 1, Panel Three

The beautiful Kevin J. Smith enters the panel from the left. Wearing a button-up collared shirt, he glares as Kurt begins to tug at the space scene behind him, pulling it down, crumpling it to the ground. Kevin looks disgusted by his partner’s obvious lack of respect for his craft.

1. Kevin: Hey, hey!
2. Kevin: What the hell man?
3. Kevin: What are you doing to my set-up scene? It’s the basis for this whole book!
4. Kurt: This is supposed to be a bio-comic.

Page 1, Panel Four

Sneering, Kevin gets in Kurt’s face, waving a fist at him, while Kurt is mashing his foot on the remains of the space scene, unseen on the bottom of the panel. There is absolutely nothing in the background of the panel.

1. Kevin: It is. I’m just taking a few artistic liberties with the story.
2. Kevin: Most writers do it, y’know.
3. Kurt: Do most writers always use first person narration to tell their stories too?
4. Kurt: ‘Cause you use that a lot. In like every book we’ve ever done.
5. Kevin: It establishes a voice. Gives the readers someone to connect to, dumbass.
6. Kurt: It’s kinda hacky is all.


PAGE 2


Page 2, Panel One

Wheeling backwards, Kevin looks genuinely hurt by Kurt’s comments. He decides to strike back. There still are no backgrounds in the panel.

1. Kevin: Hacky? We’re talking hacky now?
2. Kurt: My artwork isn’t hacky. It’s got a general flow to it. Minimalist. Makes it easy for the reader to follow.
3. Kevin: It sure does. It’s real easy to follow sparse artwork with no detail.
4. Kevin: Nice backgrounds by the way.
5. Kevin: Real meticulous.

Page 2, Panel Two

Kurt looks at the background, his hands batting the top of his head. Kevin stands off to the left, his arms crossed, feeling that he got the final, best word in. There are still no backgrounds in the panel.

1. Kurt: This is what your script called for! Nothing in the background!
2. Kevin: I know.
3. Kevin: I just figured you’d use some artistic liberties.
4. Kevin: Artist.

Page 2, Panel Three

Now it’s Kurt’s turn to get in Kevin’s face, his right fist balled up and wagging above Kevin’s head. Kevin has a ‘bring it on’ look plastered on his face. There are still no backgrounds in the panel.

1. Kurt: You know what?
2. Kevin: What?
3. Kurt: Let’s settle this right now!
4. Kevin: Fine! You wanna go to Chili’s?
5. Kurt: Oh, you bet I do asshole!

Page 2, Panel Four

Completely blank panel.

Page 2, Panel Five

Kevin and Kurt return to the panel holding each other’s hand. Kevin has nacho chip crumbs all over the front of his shirt, and Kurt has a ring of what appears to be salsa around his mouth. Both look settled and serene, the past anger from the previous panels completely melted away.

1. Kevin: Chili’s. I swear, is there anything your bottomless chips and salsa can’t resolve?
2. Kurt: I concur. Friends?
3. Kevin: Uurp! Only for, like, ever!
4. Kevin (quiet): I love you.
5. Kurt: What?
6. Kevin: Nothing.