Monday, February 25, 2008

comics, the internet and eating the shit sandwich

I'm back Internet! Did you miss me? To explain a little . . . I originally started this blog with the intention of writing about all the wonderful and not-so-wonderful things that go along with being the spouse of a comic book artist. In both cases, there have been plenty of things to talk about but I've tried to stay away from anything that might be viewed as complaining or unprofessional, especially on Chris's behalf. Anyone who knows me knows that I am a big-fat-loudmouth-complainer by nature , and am prone to telling it like it is or as I call it "dropping truth bombs". The comic book industry is a close-knit community filled with the best people we know and I've never wanted to say anything that would give Chris an (undeserved) bad reputation.


That being said, there is always a lot of behind the scenes stuff going on that never makes it to the public eye. And a lot of this behind the scenes stuff has been making life for us unpredictable to say the least. If I were dropping a truth bomb, I would say that some of it was making us downright miserable especially during the last bit of 2007 and early part of 2008.


Which brings me to the final portion of this post's title. "Eating the shit sandwich" is a phrase we attribute to our good friend, Ande Parks. I believe he gave Chris some career advice many moons ago that was along the lines of "Sometimes you have to eat the shit sandwich but the more bread it has the less you taste the shit". Well, in our house "eating the shit sandwich" has now come to mean sucking it up and doing something without complaint. I know that goes against one of the Ten Internet Commandments (Ye shall use the awesome power of the Internet to gripe about every last thing you can), so while Chris has been eating the shit sandwich, I've chosen to not post, lest I post about something I would regret.



So long story short, I'm back to posting. I'll catch you up on some great lunchnotes soon and discuss other momentous events (sock obsessions! static electricity! guitar hero!) from the past four months or so that you missed.