Bad Days

With the release of my first novel THE LOST SPARK and the premiere of my new creator comic JIRNI both coming in April, I am afraid my schedule hasn't allowed for much blog time. Something I hope to change going forward. I mean, what's the point of having a blog site if you don't blog?

Being on the verge of having new stories published is an awesome feeling, but today I want to talk about my least favorite aspect of the life of a writer - in part because today was one of those days for me. Now, let me start off by saying this is not meant to be a pity party or a call for accolades. This is merely my attempt to share another aspect of writing - part of the dirty, messy underbelly that some never mention.

Some days, I suck at writing. Sure, detractors might say - Hell, JT, everyday is one of those days, but I digress. The morning begins like any other. Drop the kids off at school, grab a cup of decaf, and settle in with my laptop for another day of writing. The only problem is no matter what I write, it's terrible. Everything seems trite and forced and false. Just blah. I type and erase and type and erase all day long, and at the end of four or five hours have little to nothing to show for it. It's so infuriating.

The whole experience can make one feel like a fraud and a failure. I literally hate every word I type and hate myself even more for wasting my time on such drivel. It's feels hopeless. But it happens. Maybe not to everyone. Some writers might love each and every letter that spills from their precious minds - like unique and wondrous snowflakes falling from the sky. Their fingers move like a master pianist over the keyboards painting lyrically, building worlds and moving hearts with ease.

And here I am in the darkened corner, mashing the keyboard with angry stumps, bloodied and raw. You see, I've cut my fingers off long ago out of pure and utter frustration. For the moment, every night is dark and stormy, and every character is lost and wandering like writer struggling blindly to find the right metaphor. It's brutal because you feel like you alone are responsible for murdering the characters you claim to love so much.

Even now, these words feel like a festering pile of hyperbole - ginned up for added drama.  But that's how it goes.

Luckily, I was able to pull free from the black hole of creativity and make some progress in the right direction. Not nearly enough, but progress nonetheless. And for the time being, that will have to be good enough. I can chastise myself more if I feel the need, but the honest truth - the inescapable truth - is that tomorrow brings another opportunity to do it right or do it wrong.

So, I'll go sleep and pray it'll be right.

jt

2013 - Living with More and Less

As the new year officially begins, my hope is to continue with life - more and less...

More joy
Less drama;
More hope
Less fear;
More fresh air
Less chemicals;
More writing
Less posting;
More running
Less lounging;
More listening
Less talking;
More reading
Less watching;
More saving
Less spending;
More loving
Less hating;
More wondering
Less worrying;
More meaning
Less wasting.

jt

Arrrrrrgh! (Warning: This Post has nothing to do with Pirates)

So, yesterday, I was able to enjoy one of the best days a writer can have when I announced my new Aspen project, JIRNI. I love finally being able to talk about. I've done work in the fantasy genre before (most notably my time writing SOULFIRE), but this is something a little different.

Now, let's compare that with today - one of the more frustrating days for a writer (at least for this writer).

Great ideas don't come everyday. We'd love to think they grow on trees and we could collect them by the bushel, but they are hard to come by. Now, don't get wrong, ideas come all the time and many of them can BECOME great ideas, but its more rare for an idea to spark and immediately you know you have something special. Something you can really sink your teeth into, have fun, and (god forbid) achieve a level of success with.

I know what you are saying - where's the frustrating part, JT? This all sounds fine and dandy.

Well, here it comes...

After doing research for several months and actually starting to write the project, I stumbled upon another work that is virtually identical. There you have it - Aaaarrrrgh!

Initially when I came up with the idea, I did my due diligence. I checked around, asked people, googled, searched through libraries and bookstores and on Amazon and Wikipedia in order to see if the idea had been done before. In truth, there were a couple of projects in the same vein, but I still felt good about moving forward in developing this particular project.

Like I said, I actually started writing it. And I don't mean just a couple pages of a script or a chapter or two of a book. I mean, SUBSTANTIAL work.

Cut to this afternoon when I visited my local Barnes and Noble (which it turns out is closing down in a week - double bummer). Wandering through the aisles, I stumbled upon a certain book that caught my eye. My heart sank as the grabbed the copy from the shelf. The title was troublesome, and then I read the blurb on the back of the book. Yep, there it was. Almost exactly the same idea I had been working on.

It's so deflating and disheartening. I felt like I got punched in the stomach. It really is nauseating as I think about all the time and energy and work put into it. All which is now useless. In the days to come, perhaps I'll figure out a way to adjust the story, rework a few things, and make it something different that I can still pursue, but for right now the project is gone.

All I can do tomorrow is try to find something else to fill that empty space, where the story in question used to live and breath.

God, I hate days like today.

jt

It's Time to take a JIRNI!

Open the floodgates!

One of the harder aspects about being a writer is keeping mum about new projects while you are developing them. When that spark of creative energy triggers and you find yourself scribbling away late at night, building entire worlds out of thin air, you want to share it with everyone that very instant. As you conjure up new characters and new challenges for them face, when you realize exactly what the story is about - where the heart and soul of it rests, you want to leap up and down shouting eureka.

But you can't. You have to keep it to yourself until it's time for the big announcement.  Well, luckily for me, today is that day. I am over-the-moon, thrilled to be able to announce my new creator book being published at ASPEN COMICS - JIRNI!

JIRNI, yes a play on the word "journey," is an epic fantasy adventure about a warrior princess named Ara, who finds herself on a quest to find her kidnapped mother. It celebrates everything I love about the fantasy genre - from the legendary works of Frazetta to the amazing icons like Conan, Flash Gordon, and John Carter; from the world of Dungeons and Dragons to Tolkien's fabled realm of Middle Earth. It's a dangerous world that is both familiar and yet different, with wild barbarians, cutthroat thieves, and exotic creatures. And, let's not forget the mythic d'jinn or genie of the lamp.


I owe a huge thanks to ASPEN COMICS for not only giving me the opportunity to publish it through them, but also for making JIRNI a part of their huge 10for10 initiative coinciding with the company's 10th anniversary. For that reason, the first issue of JIRNI hitting stores in April will only be $1! That's right - only a buck!

Joining me on the book are Paolo Pantalena and Brett Smith. Two amazing and talented artists that are bringing all their energy and excitement to the book. You can get just a taste in the covers seen above featuring inspiring pencils by Paolo, with awesome colors by Peter Steigerwald (not to mention the deft touch of Mark Roslan!).

In the coming weeks and months I'll be talking more about JIRNI and showing more artwork as we countdown to the premiere of the first issue in April. I really hope everyone checks out the book. It's going to be something special. I promise.

jt

No Love for Superman?

It's been talked about before. People lamenting Superman for being boring. He's so powerful and indestructible, there is never a sense of danger for him. And, how can we relate to such a boy scout who can do anything?  He is a god among men, living with us without being one of us. I thought a lot about Superman as I prepared to take over Superman Beyond, but I also reflected on the character as I wrote Captain Atom.

Yes, Superman is an alien. He is way powerful, virtually indestructible, with abilities we can only dream about. He leads a seemingly charmed life - loving parents, trusting friends, a job he cherishes, and let's not forget an unbending moral spine.

That last part is what I think is the problem. It's not the power and strength. We can relate to the Hulk. It's not the impervious nature. We relate to Wolverine. Tony Stark thrives in his career. Peter Parker has loving people in his life. It's that pesky morality. As flawed humans, we have a hard time connecting with someone who seems to make all the right decisions with ease. Superman never wavers in his heart. He knows the right thing to do and simply does it. There is no battle, no inner-struggle. And, that is what makes him so very inhuman. Ironic, isn't it? His empathy, his ability to relate to us makes him seem foreign to us.

It even explains why some actually loathe Superman, hoping more than anything that he gets knocked down a peg or two. Because Superman serves as a mirror to our own behavior. He's the ultimate role model, and it frustrates us because we cannot live up to his gold standard. He's kind, responsible, and even-tempered. There isn't a mean bone in his body. And, he makes it look so damn easy. He doesn't belittle people to make himself feel better. He doesn't lash out in anger or greed or fear. Don't get me wrong, humans possess all the same altruistic traits. We are not monsters. But, our behavior ebbs and flows. We have moments to be proud of and moments to abhor.

Superman never has those lapses in judgment.

As for me, I don't loathe him or think he is boring. I admire him. He was always meant to be the beacon on the hill. The trick is to strive to reach the light without being dismayed when it exposes our own failings hidden in the shadows.

Let's Go Forward - Together.

Okay, so yes - I could be talking about the election.  I've made no secret that I support Obama and tend to lean to the democratic side, but that's not what this blog is about.  So for those of you exhausted by the marathon election season, you can safely keep reading.  No political discourse follows.

It's my birthday today, and this is the time I take stock in my life, both personally and professionally, evaluate the successes and failures and plot a course toward a brighter future.  A lot of people choose this exercise at the coming of the new year, but for me, I've always done it this way.  But the honest truth is, you don't have to wait for New Year's or your birthday or even flag day (one of these days I'm going to have a flag day party that will be something like a toga party where guests come draped in their favorite flag - just saying).  You could even do it today.  There's never a wrong time to start living the life you want to lead, to start being the person you want to be, to start pursuing the dream you want to achieve.

Earlier this evening (I am writing this on the eve of my birthday), I took some time to chat with an aspiring writer about career advice (to the extent that I have any to offer).  For the record, I refer to any writer who has yet to earn money from their work as "aspiring."  In truth, the term simply "writer" could apply.  It's not like the monetary result is necessary to achieve that status.  I do it more to differentiate it from what I call "wannabe writers."  These are people who talk about writing, claim to love writing, but never seem to actually do any writing.  It's an empty title they use to fool themselves in thinking they are something they are not.   Of course, at any time, these wannabe writers could convert into aspiring writers simply by putting their ass in the seat and punching on the keyboard for a spell.  But most of them never have the stomach for it. 

Anyway, as I talked with this aspiring writer, many of my comments could have been bounced back to me with a mirror.  Writing is about forward progress - about working toward something.  Writing is not being afraid that what you create will be crap.  It might.  Chances are, at first, it probably will be.  But that's okay.  Writing is a process.  You can only learn by doing.  That's not to say classes and books and such are not immensely helpful, but the real progress comes from putting the effort onto the page, day after day. 

Writing is a demanding endeavor - without relief.  No matter how much I write, I can always write more.  No matter how much I read, I can always read more.  And those are the two vital staples for any writer - writing and reading.  And don't get lost in any one genre or format.  Read it all - comics, books, magazine articles, short stories, poetry, plays, screenplays, etc.  Like any career worth doing, as a writer you are never done learning.

As of now, I have my first novel, THE LOST SPARK, coming out early in 2013, as well as another creator comic series premiering in April through Aspen Comics.  I'm very excited about both, but right at this moment, I am at that terrifying, yet exciting stage of writing.  For tomorrow, I'll begin my next novel - a completely new concept and world.  It's something I've been developing for quite awhile now, and the time has come to simply begin.  And, I can't think of a better way to speed my birthday than inside a new world of my own creation. 

Of course, I'll probably work in a beer two to celebrate as well.  I mean, writing is thirsty business. 

And, to all you out there hoping or wishing or working toward a dream, I give you my birthday, November 14th.  It's as good a day as any to recharge your battery, strengthen your resolve, and reset your determination.  Let it be your catalyst to reignite that fire in your belly - that drive to work toward something of passion and purpose.  Good luck and keep up the great work. 

jt

Marathoners be Damned?

There's a lot going on right now on the East Coast.  The aftermath of Hurricane Sandy is heartbreaking to watch.  And while I can't fully grasp the true impact of the storm, I do get a small sense of the devastation and turmoil and frustration from television, but more importantly from friends, colleagues, and family through phone, email, and social media (finally, a real reason for Twitter and Facebook to exist). 

Billions in damage.  Loss of life.  Millions still without power or food or gas.  I was inspired seeing the sense of community erupt nationwide, especially seeing often political foes Obama and Christie working together in unity to do what politicians should be doing everyday - solve problems instead of being problems themselves. 

Now, there is a debate and argument going on about Bloomberg's decision to keep the New York Marathon on schedule.  Some see it as a slap in the face to those still struggling - surely, the resources needed to conduct the event could be put to better and more immediate use for the desperate citizens.  On the other hand, the revenue generated for the event will help businesses affected and bring in taxes and revenue for regions that will be rebuilding and recovering for years to come.  I'm not going to be foolish enough to pretend that I can know the right answer sitting 3,000 miles away in California.

But, it does bring to mind a rather perplexing reality that I find myself struggling with on a  philosophical level.  What are we to our nation?  And to our fellow countrymen and women?  Are we citizens and neighbors or are we consumers?  What is our role in life?  I'll never forget in the days following the attack on 9/11 when all that was asked of us from Bush in terms of response and sacrifice after the attack and the coming conflict was to go about our day - in essence to go shopping.  They wanted us to spend our money so that the economy didn't tank as well.

Now, I am no economist.  Math isn't even really my strong suit (probably one of the reasons I became a writer).  I do acknowledge that there is a necessary connection between our consumption and our well-being.  If I don't buy the clothes and shoes and cars and books and food that others sell and make and distribute, then my fellow citizens in those industries will not have jobs and will themselves be unable to spend their money on food, shelter, cars, and perhaps the books that I write - thus negating my source of income.  I get the cycle that exists.

I guess I just wish it weren't that way.  I wish when a tragedy like Hurricane Sandy occurs, our priority wasn't getting Wall Street back up and running so the financial machine could keep humming.  I wish that came way later - after we made sure that everyone was safe and accounted for. I see the throngs of New Yorkers walking across the bridge, braving the over-crowded subways, and enduring endless lines to board buses.  But they aren't going to see family or check on loved ones.  They are trying to go to work.  We spend so much money on so many stupid and useless things in our lives - as individuals and as a government.  I wish when such things happen, people could focus on their family and safety and shelter and not bringing in that paycheck because its so damn important to our survival.  Again, I sound incredibly naive right now, and I'm not saying that work isn't important.  I guess I just wish our lifestyles weren't such that when something like this happens we can't even spare a few days to cope and recover before having to return to the grind just so we won't end up on the street. 

I have no idea what the answer is, but I yearn for a world where we could exist as people first and consumers second. 

jt

Long Beach Comic Con!

Hey everyone.  Just a quick word to remind you that I'll be attending the Long Beach Comic Con this weekend.  Find out all the info below.

http://www.longbeachcomiccon.com/

I'll be at the Aspen Booth all weekend, so come and check out all we have to offer.  Plus, it's a great show with a lot of awesome artists on hand. 

See you there!

jt

Thoughts from Las Vegas Comic Expo

Just got back from a great weekend in Las Vegas for the first Las Vegas Comic Expo.  People have tried to launch shows in Sin City before, but met with little success.  I'd say this time around, they got things right.  There was plenty of talent on hand - Mark Brooks, Philip Tan, Joe Benitez, J. Scott Campbell, JG Jones, Josh Fialkov, Scott Lobdell, Brian Buccellato, Kyle Higgins, Nei Ruffino and plenty of others I am forgetting.  At Aspen, we were front and center (literally) with Peter Steigerwald and Mike DeBalfo working the crowds with sketches and prints.

Just a few thoughts on the weekend:

Comic fans are everywhere!

The love and appreciation for Michael Turner is endless.  No matter where we go, his fans are there.  This weekend in particular, I found myself engrossed in the original pencil work Frank had on hand.  He really was a unique talent.

You really can't put a price on spending quality time with good friends.  Unfortunately, I was stuck with Frank, Mark, and Peter all weekend.  Bam!  Just kidding.  

While there were some at the DC panel who pined for life before the New52, most are enjoying the new status quo.  I never really got the argument that it affects past stories.  That would be like saying the Daniel Craig James Bond movies ruin the Sean Connery days. Different stories, same great characters.  Enjoy one. Enjoy all.

I seriously could care less about fantasy football.  

Not only is The Dark Knight Rises a great soundtrack to write to, but it's also great for the long drive through the desert between LA and Vegas.

And, Under Pressure remains one of my all-time favorite songs.

Video craps at the casinos is a great way to learn the game, especially when playing with a bunch of friends.  It's one of the few games that really fosters a communal experience.  Too much fun...but then again winning would help.  Lady luck punched most of us in the gut that night.  

Two words.  Beef Marrow.

Mary - I thought of a good name for your pet shrimp.  "Crunchy."

It was fun seeing cosplayers out at the show, but even better was watching them work the Strip.  Jokers and Stormtroopers were definitely feeling the love.

Thanks to super fan Marcus who brought by tons of Blackest Night and Brightest Day Green Arrows for me to sign, then promptly picked up every Soulfire volume to date. Hope you enjoy the ride.  It's people like you that allow me to do what I do.

To about 60% of the women at the Cosmopolitan - if I can see your vagina, your skirt might be a tad too short.  

I really don't miss the drunk and stupid days.  I still have a good time (had some great beer at The Public House) but I see the line in the sand.  Unlike those I saw doing a face-plant.  Ouch. 

Never got a chance to say thanks and goodbye to Jimmy Jay - If you see this, thanks man! Can't wait for Amazing Arizona Con in January!

That is all.

jt

Captain Atom - Origins and Endings

Tomorrow marks the release of Captain Atom #0, but it also marks the ending of the run that Freddie Williams and I launched as part of DC's New52.  First and foremost, I'd like to thank everyone who enjoyed and supported the book, which includes everyone at DC especially Rachel Gluckstern, Mike Marts, and Rickey Purdin.  From day one, Freddie and I had a strong vision of what we thought the book could be and that is exactly what you see in the finished product. 

In tackling a book with a hero possessing limitless powers, we knew that Captain Atom wouldn't be your standard superhero book.  He's a virtual god - indestructible, everlasting, and without equal.  It quickly became apparent to us that his biggest enemy would be himself.  As Captain Atom discovered and experienced the vast array of his abilities, it would be coupled with an estrangement from his own sense of humanity.  For how could anyone maintain that identity when nothing but memories of his life remained? He literally sees the world in a different way, through an atomic prism.  Sure, he's found things to punch and blast along the way, but that's not what lies at the heart of this book.  It's a personal story about a man isolated and alone, desperate to rekindle that human connection, all the while caught in the dilemma of not what he can do, but rather what he should do.  It's been an incredible journey for Captain Atom and for us as creators.

Working with Freddie has definitely been a highpoint of the series on a creative front.  He's an incredible talent.  Our credits on the book list us both as "storytellers" because from conception he brought so much to the table.  We built this world together from the ground up.  Jose Villarrubia added his own special magic in terms of coloring the book.  Throughout the run, we always presented Captain Atom in stark contrast to the environment around him.  He is the ultimate other and it shows.  Also, thanks to Rob Leigh, letterer extraordinaire, for making each had every word on the page sing with emotion and purpose. 

In the coming month or so, the first trade collection of Captain Atom will be released.  If you haven't read the book yet, I highly recommend checking it out.  It's the perfect example of creators pouring their heart and soul into a project - exploring new territory and letting the chips fall where they may.  Captain Atom has been among the most creatively fulfilling project of my career to date. 

Again, thank you so much to all the readers who have supported the book over this past year.  Without you, I wouldn't be able to do what I do - and for that I owe you immensely.

jt

ASPEN SIGNING in GLENDALE, ARIZONA

This Saturday, I'll be at Jesse James Comics in Glendale, Arizona for a big ASPEN SIGNING featuring a host of creators, including my partner for the new volume of SOULFIRE - Mike DeBalfo! 

Looking forward to it and I hope to see you all there!

jt

I Choose Empathy

In the wake of the Aurora shootings, I found myself sitting in the theatre waiting for The Dark Knight Rises to begin.  I couldn't help thinking of what had happened, of the victims and also of the man behind it.  How could he do it?  Why?

When the lights went down, the trailer for Man of Steel started and I heard the words of Pa Kent:

"You're not just anyone.  One day, you're going to have to make a choice.  You have to decide what kind of man you want to grow up to be.  Whoever that man is.  Good character or bad.  He's going to change the world."

In many ways, superhero tales are the myths of our lifetime - The stories we turn to for hope and guidance.  But unlike the ancient myths and legends, superhero stories morph and transform over time, serving different functions for our psyche - in essence giving us the hero we need for that moment in time.  Listening to Pa Kent, I couldn't help but feel that we are being given exactly that.  His words are not meant only for Clark - they are meant for all of us.  In times like these, we have to decide what kind of person we want to be.  How we want to live our lives.  It's a challenge in many ways - a challenge to be better. 

Whenever tragedy strikes, a wave of emotions erupts.  Sadness for those affected; Anger toward those responsible; Despair fearing that we as the human race are destined to destroy our planet and ourselves; and Hope that such senseless death and mayhem can be a teachable moment - that we can learn from the past and avoid making the same mistakes in the future.

The Aurora shooting wasn't the first such tragedy to strike.  It seems like part of a vicious cycle that appears throughout our lives...Columbine, Georgia Tech, Oklahoma City, the Norway Killings...just to name a few.  And last night, news broke of another one - a shooting at a Sikh Temple in Wisconsin. 

I am stunned with how horribly we as humans can treat one another.  Now, you can say I am naive or oblivious or living in some kind of fantasy world - that these things happen.  That's true, but it doesn't mean we should "get used to them" or "expect them."  I sincerely pray that these types of events never happen again; but the reality is that they probably will.  I hope I am always stunned by such events because the alternative is even more depressing - that my empathy would be replaced with apathy.

And this is simply one way in which we mistreat and abuse one another.  There are many others - taking place each and every day.  Some big, some small.  We could all use more empathy in our lives - be able to see the world from another's point-of-view.  To take such factors into account as we live our daily lives.  It's essentially the Golden Rule:

"Do unto others as you would have them do unto you."

And this goes not only with actions, but with words.  I firmly believe that the way we treat one another is an extension of how we talk to one another.  Look at the poisonous discourse featured all-too frequently on our cable news, talk shows, and (sigh) reality television where train wrecks are valued over successful journeys.  Read the comments section of any blog, news story, or social networking feed and the vitriol can be overwhelming.   Often done in anonymity, the pure hatred posted on sites has reached epic proportions - to the point where people have been literally driven to suicide from the barrage of attacks hurled by a faceless "cyber-mob."

Let's stop rewarding this bile of society.  Let's focus on the light of the world instead of the dark.  The hope and not the despair.  This is not a call to lie down, to take abuse without responding, to be timid or weak.  Quite the contrary, be strong.  Say what you feel.  Stand up for what you believe.  But do so in a way by which you treat others with respect and compassion and even love.  Be a friend to your fellow man.  Empathize with those around you.  Basically, be a human being.

SOULFIRE VOLUME 4!

This Wednesday the 4th volume of SOULFIRE premieres in stores with a brand new issue #1.  This time around we've really raised the stakes of the book and brought on board a kickass new art team in Mike DeBalfo and Nei Ruffino.  It's my first time working with both of them, and if things keep going this well, it won't be the last. 

With every volume of Soulfire, we've been putting the action and adventure into overdrive, and this time, it's even bigger.  That's not hyperbole.  It's fact.  Malikai has been through tough times as he's accepted his role as the Samusara - the catalyst for bringing magic back to the world.  But along the way, he's always had Grace protecting him and guiding him.  But what will happen when the chaos takes a hold of her body and soul?  What will happen when Grace herself becomes a harbinger of doom?

Here's a taste of what's in store:

As you can see things go bad very quickly.  This volume of Soulfire promises to be huge in scope.  We'll be seeing plenty of familiar faces and some new ones, and Malikai and his motley crew will be confronted by dragons unlike he's ever imagined.  The story will uncover the secrets of the very foundation of magic in the Soulfire universe.  It's an epic tale of mythic proportions.  Don't miss out!

jt

The Lost Spark

I've been writing most of my life.  I can still remember one of the first short stories I wrote in middle school for Mrs. Hund's class called "The Girl with the Golden Eyes."  It was about a daughter of Medusa who didn't want to end up like her mother.  Yeah, my love of all things mythology goes back a long way.  I wish I still had a copy of that story, though I am sure my memory of it is WAY better than the actual words on the page. 

Now years later, I will do something I've dreamed of my entire life.  I will publish my first novel.

THE LOST SPARK is the story of Angie, a teenager girl thrust into danger in order to help her aging grandfather, Mac.  You see, while most people around Mac think he's lost his marbles, Angie learns the truth.  He didn't lose them.  They were stolen from him.  And, these weren't just any marbles.  These were Mac's sparks - relics from his past with magical powers that only a child could dream up. 

In our youth, we all had that one special thing - be it a blanket, stuffed animal, toy or whatnot  - that one unique spark that held a special place in our heart.  With it, we imagined the great things we could do.  Unfortunately, as we get older, we lose that connection.  Our sparks get thrown away or lost or broken.  We forget about the magic.  We become lost ourselves in the reality around us, burdened by the stresses of life. But if we can maintain that precious bond to the power of our youthful imagination, then the magic of our sparks can become reality. 

Without his marbles, Mac's mind is failing him, and it's up to Angie to save him.  But in order to face the challenges that await, Angie must first reconnect with her own spark and rekindle the power it holds.  

THE LOST SPARK is an adventurous tale of fantasy and wonder harkening to such works as Peter Pan, Harry Potter, and The Wizard of Oz.  It celebrates the magic of childhood imagination that must be cherished or lost forever.


I'll be talking more about this project as its release later this year approaches.  Stay tuned.

jt

SDCC Schedule

Okay everyone, here is my schedule for San Diego Comic Con.  I've tried to be available as much as possible.  Hope to see you all there!

Wednesday

ASPEN SIGNING 7pm-8:30pm (Booth #2321)

Thursday

DC COMICS SIGNING 11am-12pm (Booth 1915)

ASPEN SIGNING 12pm-1pm (Booth #2321)

ASPEN SIGNING 4:30pm-6:30pm (Booth #2321)

Friday

ASPEN PANEL 12pm-1pm (Room 9 - I believe)

ASPEN SIGNING 1:30pm-3pm (Booth #2321)

ASPEN SIGNING 4:30pm-6pm (Booth #2321)

Saturday

ASPEN SIGNING 4pm-5:30pm (Booth #2321)

Sunday

DC COMICS SIGNING 10am-11am (Booth #1915)

ASPEN SIGNING 11am-12:30pm (Booth #2321)

ASPEN SIGNING 1pm-2:30pm (Booth #2321)

Remembering Michael Turner

Four years ago today, Mike passed away.  Without a doubt, one of the saddest days in my life.  I don't think I've ever cried as much as I did that night.  Mike was truly a unique spirit - a charismatic guy who you just couldn't help liking (even when he kicked your ass at every sport, game, contest imaginable).  We've all heard the expression about someone "lighting up the room" when they entered it.  Well, for Mike is wasn't quite that.  He didn't light up the room as much as he lit up those around him.  It wasn't a spotlight thing for Mike.  He simply brought out the best in people.

I've said it time and time again that the story of Malikai in Soulfire is in many ways Mike's story.  A special soul that serves a beacon for others - showing them the magic the world has to offer.  He did this all throughout his life, and I'm not just talking about his art.   Look at the lasting impact he had on friends, family, and fans.  Aspen is a family in itself, and a lot of that is because of Mike.  He brought us together, and though he's gone - our family remains.

I have so much to thank Mike for.  Some I was able to tell him, and some I wasn't.  His friendship meant the world to me, and there's no denying how much he helped my writing endeavors.  Mike, Frank, and Peter gave me a hell of an opportunity when they invited me to play in their worlds. 

But the biggest gift Mike ever gave actually came on that same sad night that he passed.  Four years ago today, he gave me a better sense of faith.  Faith that there is something more beyond what we know.  Faith that there is more to this story - more to this journey.  When he passed, I truly got the sense that he was going onward.  It wasn't an end.

So, on this day, cherish those around you.  Tell them what they mean to you.  Spend time with them.  Talk about what matters to you.  Live with love and meaning. 

And, create.  Dig into your mind and build something from your heart - draw a picture, write a poem, plant a tree, bake a cake, make a chair.  Anything that comes to mind.  

And tomorrow...repeat.  Because that's what Mike did. 

jt

My Favorite Number of All Time

451



Today marks the passing of Ray Bradbury.  I never had the privilege of meeting him or corresponding with him, but the impact of his work, most specifically, Fahrenheit 451, cannot be overstated.  As readers (and writers), we all have those books that almost seem to define us - the ones we discover early on in our reading life that dig deep into our souls, turning a switch in our minds that allows us to see the world in new and exciting (and sometimes terrifying) ways.  For me, Fahrenheit 451 was one such book - a spark that launched my love for dystopian fiction. 

Desperation.  That's what the book was about for me.  The desperation to hold true to the thoughts and feelings one possesses, no matter how daft the rest of the world considers them to be.  Guy Montag is a lost soul, looking to find connections and life in those around him.  He is a fireman, a burner of books - a sane man living in an insane world.  His wife, Mildred, was merely another piece of furniture in his home, polluted by drugs and obsessed with the emptiness her entertainment walls provided.  Luckily for Montag, he found a kindred spirit in Clarisse.  Their time together was brief, but she showed him that he was not as alone as he often felt, and that this world belonged to him as well.

Bradbury created a world destined to crush the spirits of everyone in it, and yet Montag manages to overcome the challenges, follow his soul, and (if not win) at least survive.  That's what made the books so compelling for me.  We don't know if he will win.  We don't know what the future holds in store.  As he heads off toward the city in the closing pages, all we have to go on is the hope that he will succeed - hope that things will be different.  It's not the bright light at the end, signifying victory, but rather a single flame, waving in the breeze, struggling to remain lit.  We all hold our breath, hoping that it will grow into a raging fire of change - used to illuminate the words on the page instead of burning them.

Fahrenheit 451 is one of the foundational books that made me want to be a writer.  For that, and the pure joy of reading the stories he wrote, I cannot thank Ray Bradbury enough.

Thank you, Mr. Bradbury.  Your body may have left us and your soul is most likely elsewhere, but your spirit will stay with us forever.

jt

Denver Comic Fest - April 20th-22nd

Just a reminder that I'll be attending the Denver Comic Fest this coming weekend.  April 20th-22nd!  Had loads of fun the last time around.  Met a lot of great people.  Looking forward to seeing everyone there!

Denver Comic Fest

Captain Atom #8 Preview

Captain Atom is confronted by a future version of himself and hauled away to the Timestream.  What is the timestream?  Get a peek in this preview.  Book goes on sale tomorrow!  Very excited about this next arc where everything goes kind of crazy.

Soulfire Volume Four is Coming!

This weekend at C2E2, Aspen Comics announced Soulfire Volume 4 coming this summer, which I'll be writing and Mike Debalfo will be drawing.  I'm really excited about the energy that Mike will bring to what is shaping up to be our biggest Soulfire story ever.  I can't believe that I started writing Soulfire in 2004.   Helping to build the world and mythology of the Soulfire universe has really been a highlight of my writing career.  From the main book to Dying of the Light, Chaos Reign, and New World Order, we've worked hard to build a rich history of both the characters and the world itself.  Even though the story takes place in the future, so much of what happens is affected by the past (isn't that always the way).  In Volume 4, Grace and Malikai and the gang will confront a part of the magic we've never seen before in a story that will uncover the very nature of that special power that rests within us all - both the good and the bad.  The very bad.

Get ready!

jt