More of my favorite space dorks! ❤ I’m looking forward to having access to my tablet again so I can draw some proper fan art because they deserve more than my sloppy sketches.
I cannot emphasize enough how much you need to read thoroughly through the terms of any publication before you send your writing to them. It is mandatory that you know and understand what rights you’re giving away when you’re trying to get published.
Just the other day I was emailed by a relatively new indie journal looking for writers. They made it very clear that they did not pay writers for their work, so I figured I’d probably be passing, but I took a look at their Copyright policy out of curiosity and it was a nightmare. They wanted “non-exclusive, irrevocable, royalty-free, perpetual, worldwide license and right to use, display, reproduce, distribute, and publish the Work on the internet and on or in any medium” (that’s copy and pasted btw) and that was the first of 10 sections on their Copyright agreement page. Yikes. That’s exactly the type of publishing nightmare you don’t want to be trapped in.
Most journals will ask for “First North American Rights” or a variation on “First Rights” which operate under the assumption that all right revert back to you and they only have the right to be the first publishers of the work. That is what you need to be looking for because you do want to retain all the rights to your work.
You want all rights to revert back to you upon publication in case you, say, want to publish it again in the future or use it for a bookmark or post it on your blog, or anything else you might want to do with the writing you worked hard on. Any time a publisher wants more than that, be very suspicious. Anyone who wants to own your work forever and be able to do whatever they want with it without your permission is not to be trusted. Anyone who wants all that and wants you to sign away your right to ever be paid for your work is running a scam.
Protect your writing. It’s not just your intellectual property, it’s also your baby. You worked hard on it. You need to do the extra research to protect yourself so that a scammer (or even a well meaning start up) doesn’t
steal you work right from under you nose and make money off of it.
Exclusive publishing rights have to have a set time frame! Do not agree to anything that doesn’t clearly state “up to five years from signature” or something like that.
What if the publisher goes defunct? What if they get bought by another publisher who doesn’t care to promote or publish your work? You still can’t to anything with it, you don’t own it anymore!
“Yet I will wed with the White Lady of Rohan, if it be her will. And if she will, then let us cross the River and in happier days let us dwell in fair Ithilien and there make a garden. All things will grow with joy there, if the White Lady comes.” “Then must I leave my own people, Man of Gondor?” she said. “And would you have your proud folk say of you: ‘There goes a lord who tames a wild shieldmaiden of the North! Was there no woman of the Race of Númenor to choose?’” “I would,” said Faramir. And he took her in his arms and kissed her under the sunlit sky, and he cared not that they stood high upon the walls in the sight of many.”
you guys there’s a new nancy cartoonist and she’s amazing
this art style with modern references is the most jarring thing I’ve ever seen
it’s so raw and I love it
I’m reblogging again because I feel like most of my followers aren’t Nancy Enthusiasts™
and don’t know all the context around this, which I think make it even better
in 1925 Ernie Bushmiller took over the comic strip Fritzi Ritz, about a flapper named Fritzi who was a kinda cheesecakey saucy dame with a lot of sometimes-boyfriends, most notably the goofy-as-hell, owned-with-regularity doofus Phil Fumble
In 1933 Bushmiller introduced Fritzi’s niece Nancy, because you can only write so many stories about a dynamite gal dealing with her idiot boyfriend, and by 1938 the comic was just called Nancy.
Phil Fumble basically completely disappeared as Nancy became a strip that has literally had papers and later whole books dedicated to how carefully Bushmiller managed to craft his strips.
Art Spiegelman explains how a drawing of three rocks in a background
scene was Ernie’s way of showing us there were some rocks in the
background. It was always three. Why? Because two rocks wouldn’t be
“some rocks.” Two rocks would be a pair of rocks. And four rocks was
unacceptable because four rocks would indicate “some rocks” but it would
be one rock more than was necessary to convey the idea of “some rocks.”
A Nancy panel is an irreduceable concept, an atom, and the comic strip is a molecule.
It changed hands a couple of times, but the person of note here took over in 1995: Guy Fucking Gilchrist. If I sound like I dislike Guy Gilchrist, it’s because he was garbage! Fritzi suddenly became a country music fan with huge knockers and cross necklaces; Phil Fumble came back as a buff Christian to make an honest woman out of her; Nancy was always praying and talking about how great music used to be and waving flags all over the place. Sluggo became a tragic orphan whose uncles were truckers and Vietnam veterans. Gilchrist’s idea of honoring Bushmiller’s legacy was to make constant, neverending references to three rocks. They lived in a town called Three Rocks now (in Nashville, because of-fucking-course). Three rocks were on all the signs. Three rocks in background panels, everywhere.
If it sounds like he turned it into a good-ol’-days ammurcan wankfest, that’s because it was. If you’re around my age, you have probably only ever known the strip as Gilchrist’s trash.
Those three rocks in the first panel were definitely necessary, and not stupid as hell.
While no official reason was given, Gilchrist was taken off the comic this year after a former assistant made a public statement accusing him of substance abuse and sexual assault.
While he was waiting for the axe, he tied up his new Nancy with a storyline where buff Phil adopted Sluggo and married Fritzi, and they all lived happily ever after doing who gives a fuck.
And now they’ve given the comic to a woman, who is once again doing gag-a-day strips and who seems to be ignoring literally all of Gilchrist’s stupid bullshit in favor of things that are actually funny.
Long Live Nancy
Cartoonist Guy Gilchrist posted on Facebook yesterday that he’s looking for a new studio assistant. His last assistant accused him of rape and assault two weeks ago. People should know. pic.twitter.com/3SvlNyQR7R
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