mollycrabapple:

Basically, it’s like this: people can see your public activity on Twitter.  Yes, even when you use your publisher’s official account.  And while you yourself might believe that book publishers go around publicly supporting tweets that denigrate authors from other publishing houses, I have to tell you that that’s not really the way it is.

-via WarrenEllis.com

Back in 1994, my gateway drug to comic book collecting was the X-Files series. I was so excited when the store owner would set aside my copy when it came in. I’d rollerblade (yes, really) over to the shop to buy it after school and spend hours staring at the rest of the cover art for unfamiliar series, paging through books that caught my attention. Most of it was dudes with robot arms and chicks with laughably gravity defying boobs, and they bored me.

Some were beautiful, gritty, post-apocalyptic, scifi imaginings that really sparked my interest. (Not surprisingly, Warren Ellis’ Transmetropolitan falls into that category.) 18 years ago, though, there wasn’t much stylistic diversity outside of classically masculine interests / points of view. Molly Crabapple’s work (e.g. Puppet Masters) would have caught my attention. Seriously, take the No Girls Allowed playground sand throwing elsewhere. You look silly.