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Jan 26

The January 25th Star Tribune carried Eric Hanson’s feature on Coraline and Neil, amongst other things.

The story began, appropriately, with a child. A little girl would arrive home from school, climb into her father’s lap and weave tales from the loose threads of her imagination and dreams. He found them disturbing but fascinating. In some of the stories, an evil witch would capture the girl. In one, a witch pretended to be the girl’s mother. The little girl’s name was Holly. Her father’s name was Neil Gaiman.

“I remember thinking, wouldn’t it be fun to write one of these for her, to do something that would have the same level of creepiness as the stories she tells me,” said the English writer, 43, who now lives about an hour east of the Twin Cities in Wisconsin.

Ten years later the story turned out to be “Coraline,” Gaiman’s second children’s book and one that is being hailed by critics as an “instant classic,” worthy of being shelved alongside the works of Lewis Carroll, C.S. Lewis and Jacob and Wilhelm Grimm.

Eerie, adventurous and at times downright scary, “Coraline” won the Hugo Award for best novella when it was published last year, the second time Gaiman received fantasy’s premier prize. Salon senior editor Laura Miller called the book “sublime” and wrote that it was “Gaiman’s most polished piece of writing yet.” In the British newspaper the Guardian, Philip Pullman _ author of the “His Dark Materials” trilogy for children _ said he was enthralled.

“Not since four English schoolchildren walked through a wardrobe and discovered the magical land of Narnia has the simple act of opening a door unlocked such a fantastic journey,” wrote Kelly DiNardo in USA Today.

“Coraline” is the story of Coraline Jones, a bored only child who is ignored by her busy parents in the ordinary and seemingly benign way that some parents do.

“Here’s a piece of paper and pen,” her father tells her, feeling pestered. “Count all the doors and the windows. List everything blue. Mount an expedition to discover the hot water tank. And leave me alone to work.”

She does as he says, but in doing so, discovers an unused door. Passing through it, she finds an alternate, darker version of her own house inhabited by an “other mother” and an “other father.” They resemble her parents but have black buttons for eyes and long fingers with clawlike nails.

From the start there is a threatening, smothering quality to the other mother’s “love” for Coraline. “I will never become bored with you, and I will never abandon you. You will always be safe here with me.” Eventually, Coraline must triumph over her in a battle for the souls of her actual parents.

“The strange thing about ‘Coraline’ is every now and then I run into adults who are really disturbed and upset by it,” said Gaiman. “But so far, I have yet to run into any kids who saw it as anything other than a roller-coaster ride. I don’t know whether it’s because kids have a better sense of what is reality and what is fantasy than adults, but that’s very true. Kids know what is real and what isn’t.”

Perhaps, he said, kids and adults “are reading different genres. Kids are reading a book about someone like them who is going up against something scary and triumphing. Adults are reading a book about a child in danger. A child in danger is a different kind of story; it particularly troubles adults. But I think it’s very good for kids to be told that the world is not always a safe and hospitable place.”

“I find his books more frightening than mine. But I don’t necessarily find them inappropriately scary,” Daniel Handler said. Under the pen-name Lemony Snicket, Handler is the author of the gothic and moody “A Series of Unfortunate Events” books. “One thing that always annoys me is when children are talked about in one large, broad category; it’s like the last allowed bigotry in society. Clearly, Mr. Gaiman’s books would be too scary for some readers and not scary enough for some readers. I would be hard-pressed to think of a story that didn’t have at least some threat of something in it. And Neil Gaiman takes that threat very seriously, as do I.”

“Coraline,” Handler said, “taps into so many primal spots in the imagination, it’s fascinating: It taps into what’s scary about an empty house, what’s scary about a dark closet, what’s scary about rats and what’s scary about mysterious neighbors. And the overall feeling that the world you live in is one of many worlds _ and that in the blink of an eye the most comforting people in your life can become the most terrifying. He combines a lot of familiar, terrifying tropes into something that is a delight to read.”
Enter ‘The Sandman’

Greg Ketter, owner of DreamHaven Books and Comics in Minneapolis, has known Gaiman since they met on a train bound for London in 1985. At the time, Gaiman was a freelance journalist. Their mutual interest in comic books _ Ketter sold them and Gaiman wanted to write them _ drew them together. When Gaiman and his wife moved with their three children to Wisconsin to be nearer to his wife’s family, the two resumed the friendship. “Angels & Visitations,” Gaiman’s first short-story collection, was published by DreamHaven and will be newly issued in what Ketter calls “sort of a 10-year anniversary edition.” Gaiman, Ketter said, was “pretty much the same as he is now: enthusiastic and interesting. He is so unfailingly nice to people, I’m always amazed.”

Amazed, because in the world of comics and the fantasy and horror genres, Gaiman is revered at a level most authors cannot fathom. Gaiman’s book signings are notoriously long, both because of how many people show up and because of the time he spends with people. Ketter said the largest of Gaiman’s frequent signings at DreamHaven drew 500 people, but a recent signing in Toronto lasted six hours.

On the message board of Gaiman’s exhaustive Web site, fans indulge in speculative discussions. “Are there any plans to adapt [the novel "American Gods"] to graphic novel format?” asks Rob. “Don’t hold your breath,” replies Skylion. Shadeaux asks Gaiman to please call him. “Neil doesn’t check the boards _ you can contact him through the site via the FAQ area,” replies the administrator, GMZoe.

“It’s a bit weird” negotiating access to fans, admits Gaiman, who started his journal, or blog, during the run-up to publication of “American Gods,” his bestselling 2001 novel. “One of the reasons I keep the site going is it would be tremendously easy to have some sort of odd cult of personality. . . . The nice thing if I’m actually talking is, at least the personality is mine, and at least I can go in there and deflate it.”

That cult has, as its ever-replenishing wellspring, “The Sandman,” the landmark monthly series he wrote for the Vertigo imprint of DC Comics between 1988 and 1996. Telling the fantastical stories of Morpheus, the King of Dreams, and his archetypal siblings _ Death, Destiny, Desire, Delirium and others _ it ran for 75 issues and secured Gaiman’s place among those such as Frank Miller and Alan Moore who helped to remake comics into a mature art form in the 1980s and ’90s. “My 2,000-page story,” Gaiman has called it. Seven years after the series officially ended, “The Sandman” is still selling in paperback anthologies _ all of it totaling more than 7 million copies to date.

“There were other comic books that were intelligent and literary and did wonderful things with superheroes, but ‘Sandman’ touched a chord with a really broad and _ for comics _ unusual base for readers,” novelist Alisa Kwitney said. An editor at DC Comics, she worked with Gaiman and wrote the recent ‘Sandman’ primer, “The Sandman: King of Dreams.”

One of the ways in which “The Sandman” was different, she said, was that it brought in female readers, and readers who didn’t read other comic books. Gaiman has joked that the process was largely “sexually transmitted”: Boyfriends passed copies to girlfriends.

It also helped that the series had substantial female characters and they weren’t all Pamela Anderson clones. Beyond that, Kwitney said, Gaiman “has that ancient, around-the-campfire storyteller’s ability to say, ‘I’m going to speak, and kings and lawyers and exhausted mothers are all going to listen, because what I have to say is gripping.’ “

That storyteller’s sense, coupled with what Kwitney calls an unusual combination of artistic and business savvy, helped Gaiman leverage his stature in comics into mainstream success in publishing and film work. Novels such as “American Gods” and “Neverwhere,” the latter based on a series he created for British TV, could be shelved just as easily in a bookstore’s literary fiction area as among genre books. It is their hybrid nature that appeals to Pulitzer Prize-winning author Michael Chabon, who included one of Gaiman’s stories in a book he edited, “McSweeney’s Mammoth Treasury of Thrilling Tales.”

“Art in the 20th century was all about breaking down walls and piercing barriers between high and low, genre and mainstream, letting all the received categories flood into one another’s territories,” Chabon said. “Maybe the 21st century is about mapping the new landscape that we find ourselves in, now that all those floodwaters of revolution have receded. And Neil is one of our most intrepid and gifted explorers of that new territory.”

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Author event: Gaiman will appear for a reading and discussion at 2 p.m. Feb. 15 at the Fitzgerald Theater, 10 E. Exchange St., St. Paul. $12; $10 for members of Talking Volumes, Minnesota Public Radio or the Loft Literary Center. 651-290-1221. To register free for Talking Volumes, visit http://startribune.com/talkingvolumes.
Family day event: Families will be invited to further explore Gaiman’s “Coraline” at 10 a.m.-1 p.m. Feb. 21 at the Loft Literary Center in Open Book, 1011 Washington Av. S., Minneapolis. Hosted by the Loft and facilitated by Star Tribune’s Maria Elena Baca and Loft instructor/author John Coy.

CORRECTION:
A box with this article incorrectly listed author John Coy as a co-facilitator for the family event at the Loft Literary Center in Open Book, 1011 Washington Av. S. The box should have listed Loft instructor David Bernardy for the 10 a.m.-1 p.m. event Feb. 21.

Jan 25
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From Aardwolf Publishing:
As you may know, Dave Cockrum has been very ill and his friends are putting together a tribute book and auction to help Dave and his wife Paty.

The Uncanny Dave Cockrum Tribute will be an art portfolio celebrating the works of Dave Cockrum and the characters he created. Edited by Clifford Meth, the book will include artistic and written contributions by many of Dave’s friends and admirers, including Murphy Anderson, Dick Ayers, Mark Bagley, Chris Claremont, Gene Colan, Peter David, Harlan Ellison, Neil Gaiman, Tony Isabella, Stan Lee, Mike Pascale, Johnny Romita, Marie Severin, Dave Sim, Walt Simonson, Mark Texeira, Roy Thomas, Len Wein, and Marv Wolfman.

Ordering information can be found here:
http://www.aardwolfpublishing.com/PR/help_dave_cockrum.htm

And more information can be found in both this week’s Comics Buyer’s Guide (#1578) and the current CBEM

Jan 24

Don’t think this has been on journal.
Scott just let me know that Borders had posted Neil’s interview with Gene Wolfe around the 14th.

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And SilverBullet Comics reprinted the press release about 24 Hour Comics Day, and the associated collection, edited by Scott McCloud, that is being published.

Jan 23

From the January 22 Dirda on Books column in the Washington Post:

This past weekend I was up in New York for the Baker Street Irregulars conference, which is usually held earlier in the month, closer to the January 6 that is presumed to be Sherlock Holmes’s birthday. As a result of the late date, I had to miss an important birthday party, and I fear that the honoree–her 50th birthday–is mad enough at me not to acknowledge my gift. Sigh.
Anyway, it was a very literary and clubby time. I stayed with the writer John Berendt (Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil), had drinks with Louis Begley (About Schmidt, Shipwreck), and took Neil Gaiman (The Sandman graphic novels, American Gods) as a guest to the actual banquet, where I keynoted on the 150th anniversary of SH’s birth. Well lah-dee-dah, Dirda, aren’t you something special?
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There’s more, but I’ll leave it as an exercise to reader to follow the link. Besides, Michael Dirda writes a very entertaining column.

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Just as a heads up, there are a number of interesting rumours set about in Rich Johnson’s Lying in the Gutters columns for Jan. 20th and Jan. 13th on future comics projects. I’d imagine taking each with a large helping of sodium would be appropriate, but it’s interesting stuff to ponder, and as with everything it’s probably best to watch Neil’s journal to see when/if any of it has a basis in the real world.

Jan 18

Charles de Lint reported the following review of Endless Nights in the February 2004 Fantasy and Science Fiction:
Has it really been seven years since Gaiman finished off his lengthy Sandman saga? Though I suppose, once you start counting up the projects in between, which include fascinating books such as Neverwhere, American Gods, and Coraline, you start to wonder where he found the time to write the seven stories collected here.

Because they aren’t light, throwaway stories.

A quick recap for the uninitiated: years ago, Gaiman scripted an ongoing series for DC Comics about seven siblings he called the Endless (all the issues of which have been collected in trade paperback format and are currently in print). They’re not gods, but they’re most certainly not human either, though they do occasionally fall prey to human foibles. What they are is the physical representation of the names by which they’re known: Dream, Death, Desire, Delirium, Despair, Destruction, and Destiny.

For this return to their world, Gaiman has written a story for each of the siblings, each illustrated by a different artist. The talent Gaiman has gathered to help him tell these stories is staggering: you need only flip through the pages to be seduced by their artistic vision. Some tell a story in the traditional panel-following-panel method, others explore different approaches to illustrated narrative. Their only similarity is that they are giants in terms of their talent.

But unlike some comic books where the art overshadows the story (much like contemporary film where too often the FX does the same), Gaiman reminds us once again of just how accomplished he is in this field. Each of the Endless get their fair share of time on stage even if often the story ebbs and flows around their presence but longtime fans will probably appreciate The Heart of a Star the most. This is where Gaiman has the audacity to strip away all the mysteries of his long-running series and give us the truth behind its mythology. Though curiously, in doing so, he has only increased the power of those same mysteries.

Anyone who has dismissed comic books over the past couple of decades would do well to have a look at this new collection to see just how fascinating a medium it has become. For the rest of us, sit back and enjoy this visit to the dark though sometimes whimsical twisting tales brought to us by Gaiman and his collaborators.

Jan 15
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The Ark production of The Day I Swapped My Day for Two Goldfish is up for an Irish Times Theatre Award for best production.

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From a January 15th Baltimore Sun interview with Barb Langridge, facilitator of the We’re Bookin’ book club at Central Library:

Which book have the kids most liked, so far?
Coraline by Neil Gaiman. It has a touch of The Twilight Zone and Alice in Wonderland mixed together. It’s about a 10-year-old girl, who is sort of neglected by her parents. She walks through a mirror and meets some seemingly perfect parents, but it turns out they don’t have her best interests at heart. It’s kind of spooky. The kids in our group really had strong feelings about what good parents should be like and were highly critical of the job done by the parents in this book.

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Chivalry is reprinted in the anthology New Magics, edited by Patrick Nielsen Hayden

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Sean Jaffe reviewed 1602 in PopMatters on January 14th.

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Mark Russell reported the following Endless Nights review in the January 11th Pittsburgh Post Gazette:

Unlike the previous collections, “The Sandman: Endless Nights” (DC Comics, $24.95, ages 16 and up) is a self-contained work that did not appear first in serial comic form. While “The Sandman” was indeed an ongoing series, Neil Gaiman ended it at issue 75 in 1996.

Since then he has written best-selling novels and worked on screenplays. Luckily for “Sandman” fans, every now and then he writes a new story about his signature character, Dream.

“Endless Nights” is a collection of seven stories about Dream and his siblings Destiny, Desire, Delirium, Despair, Destruction and Death; collectively known as The Endless.

Each story focuses on one particular family member, and to tell these tales Gaiman has enlisted an impressive group of artists.

The most potent tale in this collection is “Fifteen Portraits of Despair,” told by Gaiman with art by Barron Storey and Dave McKean. The sparse, heartbreaking prose exists amidst a series of gruesome, chaotic art panels, evoking simultaneous pain and beauty.

Certainly, this volume is not for the casual reader, and prior knowledge of “The Sandman” is helpful, although not necessary. The intensity and complexity of the stories may seem intimidating, but ultimately they are worth the investment.

Jan 8

Mark Graham reviewed Alisa Kwitney’s The Sandman: King of Dreams in the January 2nd Rocky Mountain News:

In the first years of the 1960s, I was obsessed with high school football. I also loved comic books. On normal days, with three hours of practice and the fact that I actually did study, I didn’t have much time for comics. But every Friday afternoon, I picked up a copy of Captain Fury and His Howling Commandos or Dr. Strange or The Rawhide Kid or an EC or two, if I could find them, and settled down to relax before the game.

Those nostalgic books of my youth are nothing like Neil Gaiman’s The Sandman, the only comic book to win a World Fantasy Award. But you can bet the family fortune that, if it had been around, I would have been reading The Sandman.
The Sandman is not for the kiddies. This is no Little Lulu or Archie and Veronica. Gaiman’s graphic adventures, drawn by several artists, are for mature audiences, at least high- school- type mature. Despite being plot-driven and adventurous, they are dark and symbolic (there might even be a smidgen of sex).

In her coffee-table-sized anthology, Alisa Kwitney offers 10 beautifully illustrated chapters, which can be used as either an introduction to the series or a nostalgic look back for the fans who have read all 2,000 pages since its inception.

Kwitney was Gaiman’s editor for several years when he was writing The Sandman on a regular basis, and the author gives her some of the credit for its success. As he says in his introduction, “She knows the words, she has a fine eye for pictures, and she certainly knows her Sandman. You’re in safe hands.”

If you’re looking for a new kind of mature entertainment, want to refresh your memory of some of the finest illustrated adventure ever written or just want to relax before the big game, I highly recommend Kwitney’s vision of The Sandman.

He also reviewed The Thackery T. Lambshead Pocket Guide to Eccentric and Discredited Diseases in the December 19th edition:

Let’s just imagine for a moment. Isn’t that what fantasy is all about, anyway?

Imagine you are a successful science fiction, fantasy or horror writer, and an editor contacts you and requests that you create a disease and write about it as if it really exists, using jargon one might find in a medical textbook, including fake footnotes, symptoms and “authorized reports.” How could you resist?

With this offer, Jeff Vandermeer and Mark Roberts lured writers Neil Gaiman, China Mieville, Michael Moorcock, Michael Bishop, Cory Doctorow, Gahan Wilson, Kage Baker, Paul Di Filippo, Brian Stableford, Denver’s Steve Rasnic Tem and nearly 50 others, and came up with one of the most fun tongue-in-cheek books in years.

Here are just a few of the maladies you can expect to find explained in this scholarly tome: Menard’s Disease, in which the sufferers “present to the public a tangible artifact - an actual copy - of a well-known literary work as their own accomplishment”; Twentieth Century Chronoshock, “the mother and uncle of all rashes (only 100 cases exist - each victim is allergic to a separate year in the 20th century)”; Download Syndrome, a modern disease the symptoms of which include: “1. Constant talking with aid of mobile phones and e-mail; 2. Near-zero memory retention; 3. Dead stare; 4. Blithely confident attitude.”
Each of the diseases is accompanied by several illustrations in the fashion of turn-of-the- century medical treatises. The entries alternate between laugh-out-loud funny and just plain weird.

The Thackery T. Lambshead Pocket Guide to Eccentric and Discredited Diseases is definitely not the kind of book one should expect to sit down and read in one session. In fact, it should be a source of chuckles for a long time.
A warning is included: “. . . reading straight through from beginning to end will result in symptoms such as eye strain, bleeding from the ears, and an abnormal urge to imbibe large amounts of alcohol.” Excuse me. I hear a bottle of Macallan’s 12-year-old Scotch calling.

Jan 6

Charles Shaar Murray reviewed Endless Nights in the 6 January Independent.
Neil Gaiman’s Sandman, published in monthly comic-book form between 1988 and 1996 and still going strong in graphic-novel anthologies, was a prodigious publishing event. It was characterised by Norman Mailer, no less, as ‘a comic strip for intellectuals’. After 2,000 pages and 10 graphic novels, it is not surprising that Gaiman chose to give himself a seven-year break from his creation, concentrating on prose fiction while leaving his complex fictional universe to be explored by others, with extremely mixed results.

The present collection of new stories has a title that bookends an earlier Gaiman anthology, Midnight Days. It marks the author’s return to the saga of the Endless, the “anthropomorphic personifications” of such universal human phenomena as Death, Desire, Dream, Destruction, Delirium, Despair and Destiny. The Sandman himself is, of course, “Dream”, and, like his siblings, he is not the “God” of that state after which he is named, but the thing itself. In the company of seven artists (one for each of the Endless), Gaiman not only tells fresh tales of his beloved characters, but explores how each can affect human lives.

The styles of both art and narrative vary drastically from story to story. Thus Despair is represented by the painter Barron Storey in a series of chilling vignettes, in the self-descriptive “Fifteen Portraits Of Despair”. Death and Destruction receive far more conventional comic-strip narratives at the hands of, respectively, P Craig Russell and Glenn Fabry.

Bill Sienkiewicz falls - or rather, adeptly tumbles - between the traditional and avant-garde stools in a rich and though-provoking tale of Delirium entitled “Going Inside”. Here an autistic girl is saved from a life-threatening situation by a dream (sent out by Dream, naturally) which stimulates only the insane to mount a rescue mission.

Milo Manera’s richly textured artwork is admirably suited to the haunting, sensual and Tarantino-grade gory tale “What I’ve Tasted Of Desire”, in which a young girl who encounters the androgynous, deceitful Endless of the title uses her allure first to attract and tame the swaggering, promiscuous man she craves, and then bloodily to avenge his murder.

Dream’s own tale, oddly enough, is among the least impressive, although it fills in much of the back-story of the Endless and contains a couple of amusing comic-geek references to the mythos of the Superman and Green Lantern super-hero strips. Only Destiny’s story fails to take off: despite exquisite illustration by Frank Quitely, it literally goes nowhere.

Like all the Sandman collections (and all the covers of the original comics), Endless Nights is beautifully designed by Dave McKean. Well over a million copies of the series have been sold in book form which - since Sandman fans are notorious completists - suggests that there are at least 100,000 Sandman loyalists out there. It is unlikely that any significant proportion of them will be disappointed by Endless Nights.