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Tuesday, 20 December 2016

To Answer The Question: Working For The Small Press -What's It Worth?


I wish people would read CBO or search....but there is so much here!  I was asked by two Media Studies students whether I thought the Small Press was better to make money than "mainstream comics" (whatever they are!)?

Read on.

 I was thinking how things have changed over the years. Back in the 1980s/1990s, if I had a zine that was short of 3-4 pages I'd knock out a letter and send it off to other zine publishers/creators.  Within a week I could guarantee having enough material to fill 2-3 zines.  

And, if contacted by other zine publishers looking for material, well, yes, I'd send something to them.

At no point did anyone ask "How much are you paying?"  It was simple fun -contributors got a copy of the zine their work was in. Again, no one asked: "If you make anything out of this what's my cut?"

We were selling our "end product" for 25 pence.  50 pence.  75 pence or, and, I tried and succeeded in never crossing this particular price barrier myself, £1.00.  Yes, £1.00 which back then was 50 cents? So, buy my zines and you got a lot of pages for little money.  I try to keep doing that still.

Although, via Zine Zone mail order or marts you could sell quite a few zines -in fact, it's odd but you would guarantee at least doing fairly well sales-wise back then where as now the attitude and expectation is that selling one or two books is a good day! In fact, zine publishers reported that they did far better sales-wise with Zine Zone than they did with Fast Fiction (which saw ZZ as a competitor though we never considered there to be any rivalry).

"Hey -I made £2.00!" Not bad -snicker-  now to divide that up between 10 contributors! Seriously, no one expected to make big money because it was all for fun. Also, a lot of the creators of the 1980s who made it into comics as writers or artists all started in the Small Press -it was seen as a place where you could hone your skills. It is interesting to note that a few of these creators when asked how they got started in comics tend to gloss over any mention of the Small Press!  It all seems to be "I started writing/drawing and used every opportunity to hone that skill and then DC/Marvel saw my work" I think that is actually shameful.

Above: Myself and the Bristol super star Paul Ashley Brown at the 2012 Bust Stop Zine Event.
Below: The Cafe Kino Zine event (where I fell down the stairs thanks to them being steep and oil on two of the steps) Seen by few but ALWAYS somewhere in a photo (see top of page): The Lurker!!!!
Below: O M G!  Look out, Mr Brown!! Behind you -The Lurker!!!!!



People ask me how I got started I'll tell them.  Putting together a school magazine (Greenway Boys School, Bristol, 1972) titled Starkers -The Magazine That Tells The Naked Truth which was a title suggested by our Deputy Head, Mr Wright. Getting everything together, drawing, typing on the stencils for the Gestetner copier and then....getting banned by the Head because one of the secretaries complained about the title (yes, there was more to it because I was seen as an "H-dropping" pain-in-the-ass by the snobbish head and his school kid cronies).

Then I got work with a printer.  I then started working with the early photocopiers.  I wrote articles on everything from nature to astronomy and history and then I decided I wanted to get into publishing so I got friendly with those folk as well as editors and distributors and even stupidly spent money buying rights to certain characters/publications (see one of my previous big posts -they are there somewhere).
Putting all of this together helped in making dummy copies of proposed titles to submit to publishers. 

Below: Mr Brown and -THE LURKER!!!- on the way to the Cake Kino event. THAT sign said it all.
 Some of those titles, such as Preview Comic got a few people into permanent comics work both in the UK and US.  Then there were scripts for London Editions, Fleetway/Egmont, Marvel UK and so on.  And even while doing my comic work (and the officially unofficial other job) I was writing comic articles for publications such as Comics FX and other publications promoting comics and particularly the Small Press which has never gotten even 2% of the publicity 'real comics' do.

Today, obviously and I never ever do this any other way, all art is (c) the artist. If the contributor wrote and drew something then it is all (c) the creator. Even if I lost out I made sure contributors got something.  But then you hit the big problems.

You learn, quite by accident, that an artist you have written a script  for and who then with no explanation break all contact, are actually trying to sell the strip with a couple of character name changes.  When found out and contacted over this there is either silence or "Oh, I thought you'd left comics" -right.  Then you have the artist who wants to have full control over the end product which includes changes made "to make it better" and believe me I have had artists change characters names, sex and even whole chunks of story because they feel they know better.  

That just is not on.  

The writer writes and the artist draws -perhaps making an odd change to make action flow.

Below: The Cafe Kino event and Paul Ashley Brown reveals why he never wears hats!
I have had one artist ask me to draw character sketches because he just could not understand what I meant by stating the right hand side of a characters body was all robot while the left was wholly human.  Another had to have a sketch when I described a central tower in a city had, at the very top,  a clock face on each of the four sides...?

Then you get an email out of the blue "I don't want this published unless I get a 60% royalty deal, a page fee and creative rights"  hmmm.  Or, you publish after putting a lot of work into a book and the artist then says he doesn't want to be associated with it because it might affect his work prospects with Marvel or DC???

You will also get artists who email every single week asking about sales.  "You can't be doing enough to promote the book!" And then there are the artists who complete books and simply vanish.  They no longer answer emails and so the book HAS to be withdrawn.  Or the families of people you have worked with....don't even get me started on that.

There are no huge profits in Small Press publishing and Independent comics will not make you rich!  So, as a publisher you have to make decisions that affect your output.  Books are withdrawn. Decisions are made so that you no longer have to rely on other creators and all the problems associated with them.

Below: Thank goodness most of that weight is gone now!! The less said about the con that was The International Book And Comic Expo the better.
Black Tower no longer accepts proposals from creators.  Everything is in-house and there are only two creators...and a very large selection of books to buy.  No distractions or problems other than those you get normally as the UK largest Independent comics publisher.

The small Press rely far less on collaborations these days.  There are some but more and more it's an individual thing with the creator writing, drawing and publishing the book.  No profit no problem. A profit -nice.

I think the anthology titles of old with any number of contributors will eventually vanish because unlike the doing -it -for- fun days where publishing was smooth and creators did not scream out "I'm a star! Pay me!" 

If you ask what money you are going to get out of the Small Press as an artist or writer then the true answer is that you'll be lucky to make any.  And the proof is there if you don't believe me: publish yourself and see all the 'joys' first hand!

Do it for fun.  Do not go into it thinking you are going to earn a living.  

"The Man", Oz Magazine and a magazine Banned!



 Above: Narroways Hill in St.Werburghs c. early 1960s?

If you've read one of the interviews with me, I try not to read them myself, then you will know that my formative art and comic book years were centred around Sevier Street and Mina Road, St. Werburgh's with the odd trip away from Jarman's the Tobacconist-newsagent, to a newsagent near Cheltenham Road.

My gran, "Ma", supplied me with blank receipt books that I drew in and my grand dad, Bill, supplied me with comics and, occasionally, the odd over-used draftsman's pencil from BAC-Rolls Royce. An old junk shop in Mina Road got me Fantastic Four 1-5, X-Men 1-4 and others for a few pence. No. I do not have those (or else I'd be selling them!). But shortly after the Apollo Moon-landings (I don't think there was any connection) my looking forward to going to Baptist Mills Secondary School were dashed and I had to go to live with my parents in Southmead.

There I attended, and got involved in some early mysteries (you've read my books, right?), Greenways Boys Secondary Modern Grammar School at the bottom of Greystoke Avenue.  The school was so good that a couple of years after I left it became a social centre -I think it still is. All attempts to gather "old Boys" for reunions have failed.  We feckin' 'loved' Greenway!

But it was while there that several things happened.  The first was my long detentions for attempting to sell a certain magazine titled Oz -still can't remember how I got copies but you can find out why "The Man" (in this case our religious nut Head Master) was so offended here: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oz_%28magazine%29

Later, I was offered the chance to publish a school mag that would be in competition with my brother (Peter) and his school mag, Barmy.  Mr Wright, the Deputy Head, an ex-RAF man, helped support our effort and came up with a title (remember this was 1974) -Starkers: The Magazine That Tells The Naked Truth.  Someone told me a proper publication with that name later existed but I've never seen it and, despite a couple of claims by people, it had nothing to do with me.

You can guess that my brother's mag was for the more "classy" whereas the one I was to edit was more down-to-earth, as imagined by the title.  There were lots of funny situations based around the class we had as Editorial office -it was actually an auxilliary large, windowed cupboard -I also (at 14) had to teach Indian, Pakistani and Bangladeshi kids a bit younger than me English because I was good at that "and you get on well with the Asian children" -and the local authority and school was not paying for a part time or full time teacher.  Anyway, eventually I drew the illoes and typed stuff up and then it went to the school secretaries to be typed-up using the old "cutting" setting on the type-writer to cut through the special sheets to be used on the hand cranked gestetner copier.

People keep asking about Gestetners so here:https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gestetner

This is the type of Gestetner we used -for Science and Biology classes I has one of the boys assigned using this to produce class note sheets.




Anyway, one day we were called up to the Deputy Head's office and he told us that the Head Master had bannedStarkers!! Now, the Head was a big supporter of my brother's magazine and it was made clear that this was the reason we had suddenly been banned (let's not get into the dirty behind-the-scenes goings on).  So what was the official reason the mag that had taken three months to put together was banned? "The title"....that...the Deputy Head himself had put forward. Now I was the only one really committed to the mag in a hardcore way so I said without thinking -"We'll call it 'Crikey' -it won't take a few minutes to change that cover header!"  The nod said it all. The Head Master had decided and that was it.

Dirty deeds.

On that day I raised my fist to the sky and....well, a fly went in my mouth but let's imagine I yelled: "As God is my witness - I shall have revenge!!"  Yeah, well, I didn't believe in God even back then but it makes a dramatic scene for when Tom Hiddleston plays me in the movie.

In Art I was a bit rebellious.  Also, during "Free Art" periods -note the FREE bit- I was told off for teaching class mates how to draw super heroes, monsters and other comic stuff. I argued that a "Free Art" period was just that and that pupils WERE learning to draw and techniques. The boy who supported me had to go to the Head Master with me.  The Head was, it seems, my first major nemesis in art and publishing.  Fed up with my attitude he gave my friend the cane once across the palm of the hand -and all that entails physically.  Poor kid had to rush out to be sick. Smug head then did the same to me but did not get the same reaction so used the cane again and he was purple with anger. I said: "That's twice. Next time it'll be my turn"  He raised the cane but stopped and told me to get out. Two months of detentions which I used to read through the school library!

Did all this put me off?  No.  At least three pupils used to come to my home where I'd talk comics but teach them how to draw -and before anyone asks "Why didn't you become an art teacher?" -the Head blocked my exams.   But it's a pity that just as I was getting some other lads up to a good standard of comic work they were told by their parents they'd need to get better jobs and to give up the "silly drawing".

Bloody hell, it was like a prediction of my whole future life in a few short years.  A warning ignored!!

So when, about 4 years ago I was asked if I'd set up a table about comics at a St Werburgh's event -they had billed me as a "local boy who has become a well known name in comics"- how could I refuse? But despite trying to sort things out, year after year new people took over and, this year, I gave up.  I would like to do some type of comic event in St. Werburgh's and bring things full circle. But fate...and lack of opportunity.

The way things go these days I doubt the opportunity will arise -it's far more likely I'll teach comic art to kids in Dalborn, Germany than Bristol.

Just a musing.

The Incredibly Zip-Zapping Adventures Of The Zine Zone Zoot Suit Crew In....


..."The Incredible Issue Two Screw-Up!"


This adventure saw the ZZZSC disintegrate.   Jumping Joe had gone into exile in Sumatra.  The J fell into alcoholism and his world fell to pieces. The Panting Pazzer -Old Slow Hand (aka Paul Brown ) fell into tortured depression....all part of the devastatingly dark and deadly plan of the foe who had lurked in the shadows and had not revealed himself until this Final Crisis Zero Point...

A. CRITIC!!!

Super Hooper (aka Terry Hooper -but you probably guessed that anyway, right?) was The Human Dynamo (and very attractive as it happens) was unaware of what was happening.  He had re-arranged his 105 comic boxes while finishing off the never-to-be printed Outlaws Of The Urban Forest

Boy M (Hooper's little brother Mike -bear with me as it all gets explained) was basking in the idolation (is that right or is it "idleation"?  Could be "idolizing" but that's not impoirtant -this is the internet) of the Great One's work when into the apartment burst one Darron Rolph Travers Northall -this is where the story begins so....





What became of the ZZZSC?

Sadly, Doc N slipped into paranoid delusionalism and was sectioned under the mental health act and, twenty years on, still resides in the Lobobby Home for the Mentally Unwell (Somerset).

Kid M vanished during the 2002 Vile Vortex event in Bristol.

Jezzer was seen being sucked into a breach in interstitial time while walking down Zed Alley in Bristol.  Occasional disembodied voices have been heard in that location.

Browney became a useless bundle of emotional turmoil which was worsened when crippled while combatting The Clot.

Super Hooper remained his usual youthful, analytical self and continues to right wrongs and still passing for being "around 25 years old or so".  Eat your peas, kids.

I Got Up This Morning And Got A Honk (which is not a rude double entendre)




HONK! #1
Lee James TurnockColour cover/ B&W interior 
32 pages 
saddle stitched
Sized to 5 ½” x 7 ¼” (perfect for stickin’ in your copy of 'The Tender Flesh'!)






Price: $4.00
you can order from  

Britain's Least Known Underground Cartoonist, Lee James Turnock, explodes into the published world with HONK! #1, a blistering satire that riffs on everything from the Wizard of Oz to Nelvana's Raccoons; from Mary Poppins to Disneyfication. Turnock's style is dense & detailed, yet never feels cluttered - a pleasing blend of Crumb & S. Clay Wilson - and his storytelling ability is unparalleled! ADULTS ONLY, children!
 So, is this any good?  Well, as you'll see from the above page it is it's good old Underground Comix and there is a lot of very nice stipling and line work here -well balanced with the solid blacks. The lettering is also nice and clear which, when you get to my age, is neat!

Visually, it is a real treat and quite funny and it was something really nice to get on a crap day.  But am I prejudiced?  Well, according to David ("The British Manara") Gordon:


I got this issue of 'Honk' this morning from our very own Lee James Turnock, and I'm glad I did. On such a sad day it was great to be cheered up in such an off the wall, anarchic, out spoken way. The story is littered with all the things you would associate with the author, violence, smut, massive boobies and outrageous opinions and writing with some references in the backgrounds that will either make you howl with laughter or reach for your MPs number in a righteous fit....either way you'll read the whole thing. Highly recommended reading for underground lovers...more please(>:))


So, one dirty wee Scots bastid really likes it and so does an aged bearding manic maniac in Bristol (that's ME).

Buy a copy and you'll see that the UK does have at least one really good Underground Comix creator!! 

Oh, and evidence from three major scientific institutes has proven 100% that if you do not buy a copy of Honk 1 you will eventually die.  And they ARE scientists.

Lee James Turnock -Up Yours!



Up Yours!
Lee James Turnock 
The Comic Company
32 pages (saddle stitched)
Colour cover/ B&W interior
Sized to 5 ½” x 7 ¼” (perfect for stickin’ in your trenchcoat pockets!)/A5
$4.00


http://thecomixcompany.ecrater.com/p/20005131/up-yours-comix-lee-james-turnock?keywords=up+yours!#
ADULTS ONLY!!!


  Britain's least known Underground cartoonist, Lee James Turnock, unleashes another tidal wave of lovingly delineated vitriol. Part autobiographical, part satirical, UP YOURS! is certain to lace your chuckles with mild unease. The highlights of this corker are Turnock's true life confession: "I Was a Teen-age Pervert", "Stinky Pinky", "What Pisses Him Off", and a deft Chick tract parody.

What can I say about Lee James Turnock?  It seems all the good insults have been done.  Seriously.  I am not kidding.  It appears that a lot of people in the UK 'comic community' (sorry, I laughed then) have absolutely no idea what humour is. Or what an Underground Comix is. Combine the two into one and they get more  cross eyed than a 15 year old who has been slapping the bishop too much.

Look at that cover.  All those runny noses in that brown bag. It's...not noses. Oh.

Anyway, lovely cover with great colours and, apart from the over-exposed blancmanges it's a style that might have graced a UK weekly comic years ago....back in the last century when I was young...young......anyway. 

Any...anyway..you really DO NOT get many of THEM to the £ these days.  The problem with having an alleged "family friendly" site is that you cannot post the absolute filth that Turnock produces. Absolute filthy but very funny.  He does have a blog and you can check out work he has done in the past in the Small Press as well as current work:

http://www.leejamesturnock.blogspot.co.uk/

In collaboration with (writer?) Dexter Cockburn there is "The Most Common Cartoon-Based Childhood Accidents..." which is outrageous. Even as a kid, though, I knew NOT to look down the barrel of a cannon (but why we had one in the garden...?).  "This was your Life" hmm.  Well I never once considered that Hell might be more fun than Heaven!! "Whattock Hunt" just goes to prove that you really -REALLY- do need to check that the dvd you put on for the kids is, uh, not "bestial" in any way!!!  "What Pisses Him Off!" Yeah, I think most of us would really like to do one of these strips. Yeah, but then the screaming and legal threats start...meh.

What makes this issue so great is the semi-biographical "I Was A Teenage Pervert" which is funny, depressing, filthy, funny all in one big glop.  Porno mags, porno videos and those "know-all-about-sex" morons you knew who, obviously, knew absolutely nothing about sex!

I like the writing and unless it's my imagination, I think Turnock's artwork has improved (I wear glasses by-the-way)! There is some very neat figure work and it all just melds together nicely.  It IS an "adults only" book but unless you are an adult you probably would not understand most of the stuff in here such as why the woman is letting the pig do that to her or the joy of finding two carrier bags full of porn when you are thirteen!

The biggest mystery is WHY Turnock's work is so ignored in the UK? It's ridiculous.  We've had very few real Underground Comix creators in the UK since the 1970s and yet here is one who, were he based in the US, I'm sure would be a comix star and at least earning some good money for his work.

So, order a copy online (it's cheap enough) and have a good read.

I am obliged here to tell you that self-abuse can lead to poor eye-sight and need to wear spectacles.

Lee James Turnock's Fat A**e -And I'm Not Being Personal!


Lee James Turnock
The Comix Company
32 pages (saddle stitched)

Colour cover/ B&W interior
Sized to 5 ½” x 7 ¼”  (A5/Digest)

$4.00
UK Prices and ordering: http://thecomixcompany.ecrater.com/p/21025334/fat-arse-lee-james-turnock?keywords=Fat+Arse
- ADULTS ONLY!!!!

Britain's least known Underground cartoonist returns with this seasonal medley of yoks, bitter satire, and tits!!! In addition to his own fantastic comix, Lee welcomes writers Philip Neill and Rob Filth into the fold for some nasty laffs business! Never mind the bollocks, Lee James Turnock's got a FAT ARSE!!!


Well, we do not have a mainstream comics industry in the UK so it's no surprise that we do not have an Underground Comix industry!

And for those who think "Underground Comix" is just a term covering filthy schoolboy humour...well, it isn't but I'm losing my arguement if we're talking Mr Turnock's work -to a degree.

I do know that it m,ay not be everyone's "cup of tea"  but comic books cover all genres.  Live with it. There are some quite funny if "smutty" strips in this book and a few "pin up" pages.  Lots of nice stipling and cross-hatching and you can see that, back when we did have a comics industry, Turnock would probably have earned a good living -the styles are ones that could be used outside Underground Comix quite easily -and often were.

But the art immediately shouts out "LJT" and I'm glad his work is getting printed even if he has to find a publisher outside the UK.

Worth a few quid -oh: don't forget he also has a blog where you can see his artwork at: http://leejamesturnock.blogspot.co.uk/

Support UK talent! 

Lee James Turnock -Okay Comic




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MY GOODNESS!! Lee James Turnock - the UK's Least Known Underground Cartoonist - returns with his latest entry into the world of ribald yoks & scathing, autobiographical humour!! ADULTS ONLY, children - despite the stunning, Roy Wilson-inspired cover!

- 4 bucks
- 32 pages (saddle stitched)
- Colour cover/ B&W interior
- Sized to 5 ½” x 8” -A5-(perfect for stickin’ under your arm when you sneak off to your infidel meetings!)
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I will guarantee you that at this very moment (or whenever) someone out there -and they know who they are- is going to read "Lee James Turnock" and teeth will be ground, veins will pop and all sorts of nastyness will be uttered....and that's before they get to me!

You see, we had a few Underground Comix in the 1960s-1980s and now, forgive me if I'm wrong and if you can correct me (but I know no one ever does), we have only Mr Turnock's offerings -via Canada ffs!  Seriously.

I do hope that the admirer of bountiful women gets some positive feedback (or money) from his work because 99% of things I've read on the internet are from talentless, often trying to be anonymous, little whiners who are obviously very jealous.

I can't show pages because CBO is family and overseas sensitive, but you can see samples of pages here..
http://thecomixcompany.ecrater.co.uk/p/23051975/okay-comic-lee-james-turnock#

Ooh, and while you are there -buy a copy!

It is strictly adults.  Starting out with Goddess Lucy -A Weighty Problem and George Groper on the same page ought to get the jealous ones fuming and angry (but they must be buying to criticise, surely?) but there is also Got Milk? The latter probably not best to look at while pouring milk on your cereal. I liked Weird Ball -a style and take off of those old British weekly comics where some kid found something great and had adventures with...not quite like this, though.

Whattock Hunt and If I Ruled The World are all good fun.  Good Underground Comix strips liable to offend most readers which makes it a good thing.  No rebooting so that every woman is now Hollywood Slim here.

I like the art style and the printing really brings to inks out.  So, if you have an Underground Comix leaning then buy this. Support British talent and also be happy knowing the lurking whiners will be hurt every copy you buy!