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Kurt Busiek
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Writer, mostly of comics. MARVELS, ASTRO CITY, ARROWSMITH, AUTUMNLANDS, THUNDERBOLTS, SUPERMAN, AVENGERS, UNTOLD TALES OF SPIDER-MAN, more. NYT bestseller, Harvey & Eisner Awards, yaddita yaddita. My head hurts.

sheltre me from þe poudre & þe fingre
We just tried it on a whim. I like stuffing in the bird, we weren't making a full bird, so Ann tried just deboning and "stuffing" the thighs. It came out delicious.
November 28, 2025 at 3:30 AM
They were even more secretive then.
November 28, 2025 at 2:28 AM
There were a lot of books in a new-adult line of fiction with a common trade dress, like the old Vintage Contemporaries, but not them, too.
November 28, 2025 at 2:27 AM
But it stares at you accusingly!
November 28, 2025 at 1:23 AM
I took things too seriously and at the same time, not seriously enough. I wish I'd paid more attention.
November 28, 2025 at 1:13 AM
It's a mixed sensation for me.

On the one hand, I'm glad to wake up from an anxiety dream. On the other, I'd really like to go back to college.
November 28, 2025 at 12:54 AM
She wasn't even there -- I was just apparently very nice.

She owned a lot of brightly-colored paperbacks, including a whole section with photo covers, and an astonishing collection of pencils with fluffy stuff on the top ends.
November 28, 2025 at 12:53 AM
None of them were there. Nor were we all going to be killed young.
November 28, 2025 at 12:28 AM
Not always.

I have recurrent dreams where I'm in a college in a very complicated setting with lots of circular buildings and skybridge and I can't find my class and haven't done the work and it takes a while to remember that this is because I'm not in college any more.
November 28, 2025 at 12:26 AM
Anyway, it beats the dream I recently had where I was living in an open-plan 70s mall like location with many others in a LOGAN'S RUN-like future, and I was rearranging Taylor Swift's library as a favor.
November 28, 2025 at 12:17 AM
...how she had known Scott, as a child, and she was starting to answer when I woke up.

So I guess I'll never know.
November 28, 2025 at 12:15 AM
The friend I was with, whose name I no longer know, was a woman I'd known in college (a different college than the one we were visiting), who Scott McCloud had known back before I met him in Lexington, but the woman wasn't from Lexington.

So after I explained who this Goldman was, I asked her...
November 28, 2025 at 12:15 AM
...samples of his early stories and scripts, but also correspondence with editors and producers on how to revise it.

Anyway, it looked like a terrific book and I wish I had a copy of it, whoever this Goldman fellow really is.
November 28, 2025 at 12:11 AM
...and the friend I was with asked, "Who's William Goldman?"

And in the dream, I suddenly realized that this was not the William Goldman you and I know, who did not exist in the dream, but someone else, an obscure pulp crime writer and TV and film writer of the 50s, and the book not only had...
November 28, 2025 at 12:11 AM
Getting Tom to ink Brent, who learned a lot from Neal Adams, seemed like an ideal pairing, and it worked out just beautifully.
November 27, 2025 at 8:24 PM
Thanks. I wrote the credits too.
November 27, 2025 at 8:08 PM
Fried rice is good!
November 27, 2025 at 7:24 PM
Too late.
November 27, 2025 at 7:17 PM
If I ate like this all the time I’d have been dead for years.

On a holiday I’m not gonna worry.
November 27, 2025 at 7:16 PM
They’re great at brunch or dinner.
November 27, 2025 at 7:13 PM
Screen Door, Portland.
November 27, 2025 at 6:32 PM