First off, I just have to say: I am sooo cute in this picture! I can never go out in public again! I can never live up to this level of cuteness! I am done for!
Okay. I'll tell you something right now: there's a big argument going on over my shoulder and someone's kicking righteous butt in Time Crisis 2. But that's not why I'm here. I'm here to say something deep and significant, or get frothingly angry about something.
I'm just not collected enough to do that at the moment.
Instead, I'll tell you a little bit about me. --How egotistical. Do you people really want
to know about me? I mean, c'mon. Well, I suppose you might want to know my creds. Okay.
I've been writing for about as long as I've been alive. At the age of 12 I wrote a
Night Court script. I've been the senior editor of a daily New York paper, I've done done
character race design (everything except for visuals -- my drawing skills are mediocre, at
best), and I've constructed two languages. I've gotten a few short stories published, and four of my stage plays have been produced. In New York City. Yes. Heh-heh.
I've been into comic books on and off throughout childhood, but got permanently hooked with
Sandman and Hellblazer. Transmetropolitan is another one of my favorites. But it was only
recently that I've hung out with artists who have been much more on the ball than me when
it comes to collborative work. Ree, though she would deny this with all her being, is one
of these people.
The trick to collaborating is trusting in the system. Sounds weird, but follow me here: when
you work with another artist who is expert in a medium other than yours, you get all scared
and worried that your stuff won't live up to their work, or their exepctations. What most
collaborators don't realize is that the other member of the team often feels the same way.
So you jump in feetfirst and fears be damned. Ultimately that's the only way to get things
done when it comes to creative efforts -- writer's block isn't an inability to come up with
ideas, it's the manifestation of the fear that comes from executing them. And the sweetest
thing is, it's a lot easier to jump into the maw of doubt and fear if you've got someone next to you, matching you wisecrack for wisecrack until you hit the bottom. Which doesn't hurt all that badly once you get there.
But I'm waxing esoteric to the cries of anger being lobbed at a horribly unfair stage of Time Crisis 2. Not the best time to get philosophic, I suppose.
At any rate, I'm glad to be here, and I'm having a great time giving words to characters that have been up and running around in Ree's head for quite a while now. I'm looking forward to seeing what they get themselves into, and I hope you folks do as well. If not, you can yell at us about it, our e-mails are on this page. I'm beginning to think that's not the best idea.
And for those of you who noticed the Titus shirt, good for you! And for those of you who
noticed the Titus shirt but have no idea what it's about, you have up till November 14 to
clear up your schedule for the premiere of Titus' third season. It's a sitcom. On Fox. At nine on Wednesdays. It's very funny -- and you get the bonus of Stacy Keach. Being joyfully irascible and mean. And the writing is fantastic, the acting is hysterical. Trust me. I am an expert.