You may not have known: I read the Peanuts strip every day. Sometimes in the paper, but usually at Peanuts.com.
Which is where I learned about the huge Peanuts publishing project.
Starting next April, every single Peanuts strip will be published in a twenty-five volume work. Two books every year for twelve and a half years, about 320 pages each. Three dailies per page, one Sunday strip per page (in black and white).
Man, Charles Shulz was such a fucking work horse. Can you imagine your life's work encompassing twenty five volumes of 320 pages? Nevermind the animated works or the merchandise art, which he created almost entirely by himself (only one other man was licensed to draw for Peanuts merchandise).
And really, the strip was brilliant. Set the bar for the American comic strip.
Jesus, twelve and a half years, starting April 2004. That means the last volume won't come out until December 2016. I'll be thirty eight years old. My life will be spent buying Shulz's life's work.
Anyway, read Peanuts. It's brilliant. It really is.
(edited to add Lucy's comment of the day, "it's hard to sleep at night surrounded by your stupidity.")
Which is where I learned about the huge Peanuts publishing project.
Starting next April, every single Peanuts strip will be published in a twenty-five volume work. Two books every year for twelve and a half years, about 320 pages each. Three dailies per page, one Sunday strip per page (in black and white).
Man, Charles Shulz was such a fucking work horse. Can you imagine your life's work encompassing twenty five volumes of 320 pages? Nevermind the animated works or the merchandise art, which he created almost entirely by himself (only one other man was licensed to draw for Peanuts merchandise).
And really, the strip was brilliant. Set the bar for the American comic strip.
Jesus, twelve and a half years, starting April 2004. That means the last volume won't come out until December 2016. I'll be thirty eight years old. My life will be spent buying Shulz's life's work.
Anyway, read Peanuts. It's brilliant. It really is.
(edited to add Lucy's comment of the day, "it's hard to sleep at night surrounded by your stupidity.")