Showing posts with label Orbit. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Orbit. Show all posts

Sunday, September 10, 2017

Stranger Things Under Orbit

It's been a long time since I've updated my blog recently, which means it's time for another Orbit-centered story arc!  This once focusing around the time Professor Valvelock was arrested, and Orbit was kidnapped.  But then, I'm getting ahead of myself.


One of the things I personally enjoy about going through these old comics is finding where my inspiration for certain story elements came from.  In one instance, I was told to make a story for a school assignment.  In one such story, I combined what I was aware of, consisting of combining The Basselope from Bloom County and The Jackalope from America's Funniest Videos, and someone getting a speeding ticket for going 51 miles in a 50 mile zone.  (They were very strict)




Now, the ironic part is that back then, I had extreme difficulty in making up stories, since I couldn't figure out the exact formula for creating such things, that seemed to come out of the aether.  To get out of this mundane task, I compensated by creating made-up recipes for nonexistent foods, or outright plagiarizing children's books & TV shows that the Teacher wouldn't otherwise recognize.  I was amazed they weren't aware of the story Popcorn by Frank Asch, or the poem On Tuesdays, I Polish My Uncle from Alligator Pie.  (Ants in my pants, Dirt in my shirt...)

For the longest time, I felt guilty about using these stories as a way to get an otherwise unpleasant task out of the way, rather than rely on my own initiative, but I was simply responding the only way I knew how.  That shame was lessened when I read the afterword to The Golem & The Jinni by Helene Wecker, who admitted she wrote revised Fanfics that she submitted to class, and later used her expertise to create her Immigration Experience story.







It wasn't until I started reading Manga that I figured out that as long as I knew what the ending was, I could simply reverse-engineer events towards that destination.  Sure, there'll be several detours along the way, but it's more about the experience than being restrained within a specific word or page count. At their heart, all stories are metaphors.  And as long as you know what message you want to convey, the rest becomes easy.







People can be easily intimidated by the prospect of creating a story, and at first glance, it's easy to see why.  There are so many characters, so many potential themes, and too many things to think of all at once.  So many things can be happening that it can be overwhelming at first.  A handy-dandy trick is just to focus on ONE specific story.  Flesh it out and expand it as much as you like.  Then divide that story into shorter batches for easier reading.  Then, if you feel particularly compelled about certain events that take place, you can create another story that might be happening around the same time as the first story.  And do the same divisions as the first story.  Then splice those divisions into other parts of another story that happens to be taking place within that same universe.  That's pretty much how most Novels work - they keep the reader's boredom at bay by never leaving them fully vested in one spot, and constantly shifting the goalposts with delayed gratification.  The trick is making sure that the events are concurrent with each other, and don't contradict what's happened before.







Oftentimes, when I get stuck with writer's block, I take a step back, and try to approach the situation from a humourous angle.  If I can figure out a way to make the situation funny, then I've won half the battle.  One aspect that most writers seem to struggle with is humour, and I've usually managed to make a scene work with humour, than without.  Ironically enough, although I've often expounded on the benefits of quality entertainment, I find myself more motivated by crap media than excellence media.  When I read painfully purple prose, or watch a particularly wretched scenario on TV, I think to myself, "I could do better than that!"  And then proceed to do just that.  Sharing them with the outside world is another chore in itself though...






Friday, May 19, 2017

A Year in Orbit

Sorry for the lack of updates lately.  I've been preoccupied with other stuff, such as getting replacement computer stuff to ease back into my comfort zone (most of the devices I'd been using for years wasn't compatible)  For some reason, Keyboards are notoriously difficult to find cheap.  When sold as a set with a computer, they're reasonably priced, but all on their own, they're little more than novelty controllers.  Now, it wasn't just finding the prospect of a single keyboard that irked me, but finding the RIGHT keyboard suited to my tastes.

The other reason is that in addition to going on garage sales, I've been delving into Newspaper comic archives, copying as much old material that's not available elsewhere in the short time frame I'm allowed.  Because these personal projects are so laborous & time-consuming, I often wonder if sharing my finds is somewhat of a cheat.  However, since no one else seems to be doing this kind of stuff, (and I want to tame my rampant memories) I might as well go ahead and do it.

Here then, is the remainder of the Orbit strips for the last of 1985, with a few running onto the next year.






After the events of last time, causing a diplomatic incident on a Musical planet, this batch of strips is fairly tame in comparison.  They can't all be Nautical Space Disasters.  This is the equivalent of having filler in the comic's page.

Of course, this sense of calm doesn't last very long.



Yup, it's another series of out-of sequence Christmastime comics.  At this rate, by the time Xmas rolls around, I won't have ANY comics about the holidays left.






And with the perfunctory stress of timing up comics to be lined up with the days they're assigned to appear over and done with, all that's left is to open up the presents.





I mentioned some years ago that the art of speedlines and movement in Newspaper comics was something of a dying art.  How often do you see circular speed lines that traverse a whole panel these days?







And in closing, we get our first instance of product shilling via Newspaper.  Given the hurdles of mailing submissions, you'd have to wonder how any kid would be enthusiastic enough to fill out these forms with their claustrophobic borders.  Advertising via the airwaves (Buy your Ovaltine!) was even riskier, since you couldn't see the products they were hawking.  Frankly, I'm amazed that there were children out there who were enthusiastic enough to sign up in the first place.  I'm guessing they must've had help from their parents who were helpful (willingly or unwillingly) to do the ordeous task of filling in the labels for the kiddies themselves.

Maybe if Bruce Hammond had opted for an Orbit doll, he might've had more success.