Calvin at the Bat, Week 4



I'll be honest: the strategy that led me to this point is sort of coming apart. Having posted three weeks' worth of base- and Calvinball-themed strips in celebration of the Royals' march towards baseball supremacy, I've expended all my material before the conclusion of their Cinderella season.




Okay, counting those two strips above, we're fresh out of Calvin & Hobbes' baseball stuff. However, take heart: one major screwup doesn't necessarily spell doom, however grim it might first appear.





That's right, True Believers: there are still a bunch of football-themed strips. Since football is also a sport, and my ability to differentiate between it and baseball is spotty at best, as far as I'm concerned, it's basically the same thing. Sports!










































"Why didn't you just run some Peanuts cartoons this week? There are probably hundreds of those about baseball, many of which we'd find more relevant than your ham-fisted attempt to compare the Royals' performance in Game 1 to your own failings as a guy who posts things on this blog," you're probably thinking, or about to think. And you're correct, but I didn't think about that until I'd finished typing the second paragraph above, and re-writing this current paragraph to cop to it has eaten up much of my late afternoon. Just be thankful we made it this far, no matter what happens next.





Go Royals.







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Pearls Before Swine by Stephan Pastis



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Home for the Holidays

Each year when October comes around, I start to get a little homesick. As the weather cools off, I miss my mom’s homemade soups and comfort food. With Thanksgiving still weeks away, I find myself wishing my family lived closer so I could take a road trip to see them on the weekend. However, my family lives 19 hours away, and by the time I drive that far I would have to turn right back around. 


The Flying McCoys by Glenn and Gary McCoy
This is what most road trips are.


 Whenever I do get the chance to go home, I fly so I can spend as much time as possible with my family. Unfortunately, flying is not as glamorous as it used to be. As much as I love to travel, I don’t enjoy the experience of getting to my final destination. As many travelers have experienced, the security process is intrusive and is followed by a seat on a crowded plane with a wide range of personalities. The usual passengers include: the cougher/sneezer, the crying baby, the talkative person (who usually speaks loudly) and the sassy flight attendant. Some rare finds include the group of high school students on an organized trip, the nervous, first-time flyer and the passenger who invades your personal space. While not each and every one of these passengers is on every flight, I know I’m not the only one who has found myself surrounded by some of these characters. In fact, it’s so common, I’ve found many comic strips that touch on some of the annoyances of flying.

 Matt Davies by Matt Davies

This is what it feels like to be a tall person on a plane.
Truth Facts by Wulff & Morgenthaler
This seating arrangement is spot-on.
The Flying McCoys by Glenn and Gary McCoy 1
They might as well switch to this.


After I’ve made it through my flight, I’m excited to see a friendly, familiar face waiting for me at the airport: my brother!  It’s fun to catch up on the ride to the house, and when we pull up, I’m greeted by the fall decorations on the porch. Once inside, there are even more decorations on the dining table and in the living room. It’s like the house got a fall makeover. In an instant, that homesick feeling melts away. Home sweet home.

- Lauren

Giveaway: Special Edition, Signed NYCC 2014 Prints



We had a blast at New York Comic Con, and you know we wouldn’t return without bringing back some awesome swag for our fans!


We’re giving away THREE sets of special edition NYCC 2014 prints, signed by:

-       Ruben Bolling (Tom the Dancing Bug)

-       Chris Giarrusso (The G-Man Super Journal)

-       Mark Tatulli (Lio, Heart of the City)


To enter, leave a comment on this post and include your first and last name. Limit one entry per person. This contest will end on Tues., Oct. 28 at 10 a.m. CT. The winner will be announced that day on this blog.

Giveaway: Dilbert Comic Books -- Winners Announced



Thank you to all who entered to win a Dilbert comic book! We’ve randomly selected THREE winners!


  • “I Sense a Coldness To Your Mentoring” – Brandon Ramirez
  • “Teamwork Means You Can’t Pick the Side That’s Right” – Joe Hartman
  • “Freedom’s Just Another Word for People Finding Out You’re Useless” – Tom Nelson


Congratulations!Please email us at with your shipping address and phone number. Please note: You must contact us by 10/28/14 or your prize will be forfeited.



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Buns  10-18-14










Green Pieces  10-19-14









Alison Ward  10-20-14





And now...  10-20-14





Batch Rejection  10-20-14





Frank & Steinway  10-20-14



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Weekend Faves (October 19)

Luann by Greg Evans
Luann by Greg Evans

Kids have a mind of their own.



Heavenly Nostrils by Dana Simpson
Heavenly Nostrils by Dana Simpson

I have a ton of freckles and no unicorn best friend. How is that fair?


Real-life-adventures-topper Real Life Adventures by Gary Wise and Lance Aldrich
Real Life Adventures by Gary Wise and Lance Aldrich

Adjectives can make anything sound much cooler than what it is.        

Broom Hilda by Russell Myers
Broom Hilda by Russell Myers

As someone who recently knocked over a tower of green peppers, I can totally relate. Poor Broom Hilda.



Adam@Home by Rob Harrell
Adam@Home by Rob Harrell

That is when we knew she would grow up to be a psychologist.

New Comic Alert! Breaking Cat News by Georgia Dunn

Breaking Cat News by Georgia Dunn

Breaking Cat News delivers the latest headlines on cat happenings around the household. Join our crack team of feline reporters as they bring you the news that matters — cat news! Cynical Elvis, sensitive Puck and adventurous anchorman Lupin ask the hard-hitting questions about empty food bowls, house plants, box forts, vacuum cleaners, birds, bacon and more! 


Read Breaking Cat News here.

Meet Your Creator: Lynn Johnston (For Better or For Worse)



I don’t think anyone begins a career as a cartoonist. As one possible moneymaking option drifts into another, you simply fall into it. A cartoonist is “that way” from birth. A cartoonist is in training for a lifetime; watching cartoons, appreciating the antics of expressive, story-telling relatives, and trying anything that will get laughs.  A cartoonist is an entertainer. More often than not, cartoonists’ childhood behavior is considered annoying and irritating, but it is here, amidst family, teachers and friends, that funny stuff is tried, tested, reworked, polished and honed. “Class Clown” is a compliment. A teacher won’t demean a cartoonist in the bud with admonishments like, “You’ll never make a living by telling jokes, my friend! ... Do you think you’re funny?” The answer to this is, “Yes, I think I could make a living telling jokes …. because, I am funny!”  It’s in the blood. It’s in the mind, and in the heart — it’s unmanageable for the longest time. 


Young cartoonists get into all kinds of trouble for simply doing what they are genetically designed to do. Daydreaming, for example, is a large part of comedy. It’s a large part of being an artist as well. So if you combine the ability to draw with the ability to create comedy, your daydreaming needs are formidable. Most adults misunderstand daydreaming — they think it’s a waste of time. Trouble stalks the young cartoonist in the form of slapstick: A prattfall has to be practiced. A tomato has to be thrown. A belch has to be perfected, and despite the banal (good word here) expulsion of a fart, this, too, can be funny if done right and on cue. It all takes practice. A cartoonist is “on record” from the moment he (I’ll say HE just to simplify the text) gets his first good review; “Honey, look what junior’s doing! Isn’t that FUNNY?!” From then on, the drug has been ingested and the craving begins.


It is true. Laughter is a drug. I have been high on laughs generated while giving a talk on stage. Audience laughter is not just a gratifying “YES,” it’s part of a symphony the comedian conducts, and when it works, it’s heaven. When it doesn’t? Well, I, too, have lain awake in bed repeating the mantra, “Why did I do that? What was I thinking? I STANK! I was terrible! Why, oh why did I do that?!” And after a television interview that sucked, I’d pray to the gods of electronic media (they exist) to please erase that tape! “Please let something ruin that piece of my life; don’t let it be seen by anyone!” Comedy is Heaven and Hell, and we are willing to taste the brimstone just for that one night when the laughs are genuine, the shtick works, and you come off that stage feeling like you own the planet!


A cartoonist is an entertainer, but not all of us are willing to be skewered on stage. For those of us whose humour rumbles to the surface only on paper (or with friends at a bar), the art of funny can be perfected well before it reaches an audience. I love paper. I love the feel of it; the sound of a good “B” lead pencil gliding around on it, the bite of a flexible nib pen flowing with good quality opaque black ink being drawn into it. Paper is the testing ground, the practice round, and the stage. Paper absorbs, reflects, lays bare and forgives your comedy. You can erase your mistakes on paper. A bomb is detected well before anyone else knows that you’re, well … fallible. Paper is safe, and when you want it to be, it’s permanent. Having tried the stage first as a folk-singer and later as a stand-up comedian, I, too, drifted back to the medium I love and trust: paper. This is the stuff into which I can pour my soul.


I was first inspired to draw funny pictures when I was in elementary school. My brother (two years my junior) and I shared a room.  With television still an unaffordable miracle, we had to entertain each other.  Alan loved to laugh, and when I drew cartoons of people with enormous mouths, eyes and nostrils, he would laugh till he cried. The drug was then well into my veins. Later in grade three, I think, I was asked to make place cards for 10 teachers who were attending a lunch meeting. I drew something to represent each teacher’s position. The only one I can remember is the music teacher’s card, which showed a round stool in front of a piano — the stool had been unwound so the seat was many feet above the keyboard. I doubt this was an original idea. I was reading books before I was in grade one, and my dad’s collection of cartoon books migrated into my room as soon as he’d read them. I particularly liked the work of Len Norris, political cartoonist for the Vancouver Sun, and Virgil Partch, whose military and “drinking” cartoons were, in my mother’s opinion, “Not suitable.” These and others became my guides to “How to Draw Cartoons” long before there were folks who actually produced teaching aids for kids like me.




My drawings went from outright copying, to stylized look-alikes, to something I could call my own, but it took years. What helped most to distill my own personal style was working for others.  I had begun what I thought would be my lifelong career as an animator at Canawest Films in Vancouver, but marriage and then a move to Ontario changed that.  My next big opportunity came via McMaster University Medical Centre in Hamilton, where I was hired to do medical drawings: charts, graphs, text-filled slides, serious surgical illustrations, and eventually, cartoons!  This was a wonderful job and it introduced me to people who generously opened many doors.




When I was pregnant with my first child, I left McMaster and started a small freelance graphic design studio — this is where my real challenge began. A graphic artist draws realistic things, which can be easily understood by everyone. This is why we go into advertising; this is why we are hired to do those fold-out escape plans you find “in the seat pocket in front of you.” I took on everything from billboards to cereal box packaging, which was a world away from cartoons and medical charts. This kind of drawing introduced me to the kind of people who don’t know what they want until they see what they don’t want. Meaning … you’ve gotta show them at least four complete designs before they have the slightest idea what they’re looking for.  In a way, this too was a performance; I was taking someone else’s ideas, trying to make sense of them, turning them into pictures, and then showing them what they had in mind. I managed to do well and to grow what is often a truly maddening business. Some clients want so badly to find fault, to have an opinion when none is required. This is how I discovered a sweet trick-of-the-trade: I began to make mistakes on purpose. One wonderful example was a billboard I had to do extolling the virtues of Saskatchewan: a province to live in and love. I did many roughs, created several finished samples, and when the committee finally settled on the final draft, there was still one holdout; that one nagging soul who had to take a negative stand. For this man, I left out the “T” in Saskatchewan. In front of his committee he was finally able to make the big change he was waiting for. He leaped on the error like a fly on a cowpat, made me blush with embarrassment, and signed off on the art.  Whenever friends in other agencies complained about a troublesome client, I’d say, “try a spelling mistake!” It worked every time. Working for others taught me to make my work clear, objective and pleasing — even if it didn’t please me. If your audience doesn’t get what you’re doing, it doesn’t matter how good you think it is, you have to dump it and try again. I think this is called professionalism, but it hurts!


I had forsaken the funny stuff for a job that paid the bills. Oh, I did the occasional cartoon poster, greeting card or invitation, and I submitted single-panel gags to the local paper, but I’d left the silliness behind. It was due to my first pregnancy, and the encouragement of friends, that a small book of cartoons called “David, We’re Pregnant!” was published. This series of cartoons was done as a gift to my obstetrician, who put them on the ceiling above his examining tables. The book was the right thing at the right time. There was nothing similar out there. It appealed to a lot of people. They laughed, asked for more, and the drug kicked in again. 


It’s a long story. I’ve told it before, so I won’t ramble through it again. Briefly: “David, We’re Pregnant!” was followed by two other cartoon books, which wound up in the hands of Jim Andrews at Universal Press Syndicate. He saw potential in my work and offered me a contract, which I signed well before I knew if I’d be able to fulfill my obligation to him and to my editor — who then had the challenge of bringing me up to speed.



The comic strip For Better or For Worse began in 1979 in a basement studio in Lynn Lake, Manitoba. I was married again, had two kids now, and was writing about my life — or life as I saw it through the eyes of someone like me. It was a job that was to tax every talent, every skill I had, and I did it for thirty years. FBorFW appeared in over two thousand newspapers worldwide, and continues to run again in almost as many markets. It’s something of which I am immensely proud, and I continue to be grateful to everyone who encouraged and saw potential in me.


After creating a saga that followed a fictional family through births, deaths, and all the adventures of growing older, one might think that retirement would have been difficult, but it was time. I ended the strip when the story had been told to the best of my ability, and I didn’t feel I could add any more. My drawing had “improved” until it was too slick, too lifelike. My stories were now a formula; a mix of what hadn’t been said, and what should be said. I felt it had lost the comic edge it once had. It was better to end the story while it was still doing well in the polls than to wait until my readers were telling me to hang up my pens, buy a Tilley hat and plant a garden.


I tied up the loose ends of the story as best I could, and for several years I was retired. Divorced as well, and free as a toot in the wind, I travelled with friends, fixed up my garden, did a few paintings and read. I read a lot. From a secondhand bookstore I bought books in bags too big to carry. Those worth keeping, I kept. Duds, I took back and exchanged for more. I still read a lot, and with every book I read, I learned about writing. Like cartooning, writing is something that can’t be taught … you have to experience it, think about it, keep what’s valuable, and put the rest back. I never looked at my own books. I never read my work running again in the paper. The past was the past. I just had to figure out what I was going to do next.  Maybe I would write.  That’s still an option!




As I was learning how to live without deadlines, my daughter graduated from the Emily Carr College of Art in Vancouver and came home to Corbeil. (We moved to this lovely rural lakeside town after six years in the wilds of northern Manitoba.) Kate had majored in pottery and electronic sculpture, and was wondering where an artistic career would take her. Like her older brother, Aaron, she has a wicked sense of humour (when the two of them are together, they create for me a sort of comic heaven) — we get along well. Kate arrived home to find me at loose ends, and with her fiancé newly transferred from B.C. to Ontario, she quickly saw some potential. Katie and Lane married and moved in to a house just around the corner. Now a busy mother of two, she manages my business, which has taken on a whole new guise. It’s amazing what can happen when creative minds come together. I knew that classic retirement wasn’t going to get me; I just didn’t know where to focus the silliness I still had left!


Serendipity, chance, luck -- call it what you will, wonderful opportunities continue to come my way.  I once took a white wedding dress and drew cartoons all over it — something to wear to an awards dinner.




This, along with all of the other crazy art I’ve kept over the years, is now being carefully archived. As a keepsake, Kate decided to take the pattern on the cartoon dress and make it into a repeating design that could actually be applied to fabric.  The result was so exciting I did another and another. As we were discovering the fun of making crazy fabric designs, the curator of the Art Gallery of Sudbury, Ontario, approached us and asked if we would consider doing a large show of FBorFW original art. I was asked if I would also allow them to include samples of the work I did beforehand: childhood drawings, some of the ads, some medical stuff — and if I would also show folks what I was doing now. WoooHoooo!!! This was all the incentive I needed to launch into a series of fabric designs, which have become sillier and funnier as I warm up and let go. We don’t quite know what to do with these yet. We’ve made some items: mugs, ties, binders, just to see how they’d look on fabric and plastic. A talented, young clothing designer is making us some patterns, and soon we will see how the cartoon designs will look on pajamas, dresses and children’s clothes.  For now, what we’re doing with the fabric designs is all for fun, and who knows -- perhaps we will find a good use for them.




Meanwhile, we continue to archive my work; we’re completing the 2016 calendar, finishing a collection book, and enjoying the added chaos of kids.  My grandkids make me laugh out loud. They make me crazy. They make me grateful for every moment I have with them. It’s like being back at square one, when my kids were little and I took out my frustration on paper — sending it all to Universal Press Syndicate in the guise of a comic strip.




My granddaughter, Laura, is almost three. Her brother, Ryan, is nearly eight months old. I watch them both closely for the signs; I watch to see what makes them laugh, what holds their attention, and how hard they work to hold ours. I’m waiting for the day when a teacher calls my daughter to say that her kid is the class clown, daydreams, and has a hard time focusing — I’ll know that the gene has been passed down. I’ll prepare them for the effects of the drug, which compels us to go on stage. I’ll tell them about the highs and the lows of despair, followed by raucous elation. The one thing of which I can assure them is, YES! It is possible to be funny for a living — all you need is confidence, opportunity, encouragement… and be willing to take a few falls. After that, it’s hard work, but the rewards are wonderful. This is true …. and I can prove it!


-- Lynn J.


Read For Better or For Worse here, follow the comic on Facebook and Twitter or visit its website for games, puzzles and more!

Twitter Q&A with Khalid Birdsong of Little Fried Chicken and Sushi



Today on Twitter, we chatted with Little Friend Chicken and Sushi comic strip creator Khalid Birdsong! If you missed the Q&A, catch up on the live-tweet below!




ABOUT: When Karl moves to Japan with his family and finds a magical raccoon spirit, fitting into a new life becomes even more challenging. Join the adventure as we discover that living in Japan ain’t easy but it sure can be fun! New comics update every Monday, Wednesday and Friday in color. 


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Tune in next Friday (10/24) for a chance to chat live with cartoonist Nate Fake of Break of Day comics! #AskNateFakes.

Let’s Go, Royals!

Spirits are high and excitement levels are soaring in Kansas City as our beloved Royals are heading to the World Series next week!


Everywhere you look, you see blue. Known as the City of Fountains, majestic royal blue waterfalls currently flow through the city, Royals flags line the streets of major shopping areas and you can’t walk into any store without seeing the majority of shoppers wearing Royals attire.


Here at the GoComics headquarters, Snoopy is proudly rooting for the Royals in the front windows, and his buddy Charlie Brown is sporting a crown while watching over the Marketing department.

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It’s an incredible time to be a Kansas City resident. Whether cheering on the team at Kauffman stadium, at one of the various watch parties around town or at home with family, Royals fans are all smiles.


Win, Lose, Drew by Drew Litton
Win, Lose, Drew by Drew Litton


While I have a pretty good grasp on baseball, I’ll admit I don’t always understand the strategy behind each and every play. I’ve found it best to just cheer when others cheer and boo when others boo. Bear, on the other hand, still needs to learn that lesson.


Molly and the Bear by Bob Scott
Molly and the Bear by Bob Scott


Thank goodness it’s Friday. I know I’m not the only one struggling to concentrate this week.   


Stuart Carlson by Stuart Carlson
Stuart Carlson

Are you rooting for the Royals?





There's a nice long Chris Ware profile/interview from The Guardian here, in which Ware talks about his new book, Building Stories. It is about one unnamed woman, and consists of 14 stories which can be read in any order.



Chris Ware spread


From the article:


"On stage he described the cartoon as a 'working-class art form' and an 'art of the people.' He expanded on this afterwards; beginning with a short-hand history of early comics from Rodolphe Töpffer to Richard Felton Outcault, he warmed to his theme. 'In America, it really exploded in the 1920s, in Chicago specifically, with the artists on the Chicago Tribune doing what were essentially serial stories that predated what would happen with radio and TV. And they were all about regular people. Take Gasoline Alley –- that strip suddenly became about real life, it had a continuing narrative and a warmth. They knew the readers of the newspaper were regular people who didn't want to be talked down to. That's appealing to me: it seems like the best possible America, the point at which the ideals coalesce into a popular art form that could actually be great."



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Candace 'n' Company  10-14-14








Elmo  10-14-14


















Cleo and Company  10-15-14





Girth 10-15-14





Smith  10-15-14 




Snow Sez...  10-15-14



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Calvin at the Bat, Week 3


YOU GUYS, IT'S ALL HAPPENING. We just received word here at Comics Tower that everyone gets to go home early today to go watch the Royals secure their destiny. With time so short, you'll forgive me if this week is less matter, more art. BECAUSE SPORTS.






Having used up the majority of baseball-related Calvin & Hobbes strips over the last two weeks, this week we're going deep on Calvinball. For as large a space in my brain as Calvinball has occupied since childhood, there are surprisingly few strips about it. I have no idea what I'll post next week, when the Royals win the Stanley Cup at Wimbelton. I'll drop Bill Watterson a line and see about him drawing us some new strips to keep the blog content fresh.






























Okay, all done. Now to begin my pre-game ritual of painting my entire body blue and white. Luckily, we've been on such a winning streak that I only have to touch up some areas where previous paint jobs have begun to flake, mostly just on the joints. Management might be irritated that i keep ruining their office chairs, but I just point out that the heart-shaped blue and white buttprints I've left behind will serve for years to come as a stirring reminder of our beloved team's Cinderella season, and then we high-five. SPORTS.




The World of Comics

If you told me once I graduated I would be reading comics for a living, I would have never believed you. Not only do I read comics, I also play puzzles and games as I get to know everything our parent company, Universal Uclick, has to offer. It goes against everything I’ve been taught in school. You can play games and work at the same time? Most places frown upon that. Here, playing games and reading comics is work. 


Stone Soup by Jan Eliot
I bet Andy wishes he was an intern here.

 Each day I become more familiar with the comics.  My initial favorites were Sarah’s Scribbles, Argyle Sweater and WuMo, and as I get to know more and more comics, I find myself enjoying Truth Facts and Poorly Drawn Lines. As a foodie, I’m also a big fan of Berger & Wyse. In addition to the food references, I can learn some British words, too!


Berger & Wyse by Pascal Wyse and Joe Berger
This is what it’s like to be a vegetarian in a city known for its barbecue.

Reading Sarah’s Scribbles reminds me of the stress of deadlines for class and the temporary relief of procrastination. I recently graduated, and I still remember those college days of finals, group projects and terrible roommates.


Sarah's Scribbles by Sarah Andersen
Gone are the days of cramming for three finals in one day.

As a young career woman, Cathy and I have a lot in common, such as working on building professional wardrobes. I want to find clothes that go with my personal style and look professional at the same time. Thankfully, the dress code here is business casual, so I don’t have to wear a power suit every day. Expanding my wardrobe is a challenge I’m up to because I love shopping.


Cathy by Cathy Guisewite
The hunt for the perfect outfit can be exhausting, but it’s well worth it.

I’m glad to be done with school and transitioning into a new stage of life. Now it’s time for me to go out there are make a name for myself. I’m looking forward to working here and reading new comics every day because it always puts a smile on my face. Stay tuned as I share comics with you, as well as a little bit about myself. 


Sarah's Scribbles by Sarah Andersen1

- Lauren

GoComics Staff Pick: The Knight Life by Keith Knight

The Knight Life by Keith Knight



The Knight Life deftly balances many different subjects: it's loosely autobiographical yet often strays into the surreal or absurd (it reminds me of Louis C.K'.s show in this way, minus, of course, the scatological shenanigans and the overarching sense of despair), it's a gentle strip about a loving family, a goofy group portrait of a menagerie of eccentrics and a "wicked shawhp" (creator Keith Knight is from the Boston area,  not that he'd tell you this,) satire of what it's like to be a minority in the autistic wilds of post-Millennial America. It's a hearty, unabashed belly flop into the wave pool of the American berserk, and it makes a ridiculous splash. 


—Reed, Editor




The Knight Life by Keith Knight



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New Comic Alert! Little Nemo by Winsor McCay


Little Nemo in Slumberland was the greatest comic strip of its day, perhaps the greatest of all time, acclaimed the world over for its artistic majesty, unbounded imagination and groundbreaking techniques that helped define a new art form.  


Available only on GoComics, Sunday Press presents Winsor McCay’s masterpiece in all its glory, on the web for the first time ever, in sequence, starting with the very first page. Over 100 years later, these Sunday comic strips, which influenced generations of artists, are as fresh and glorious as ever!


Zenas Winsor McCay was born sometime between 1867 and 1870, most likely in Canada, though his earliest years are not well documented. He quickly gained fame, as his natural talent as an artist and draftsman saw him rise quickly from dime museum sign painter, to prolific newspaper artist and cartoonist, to pioneer animator, even a vaudeville quick-draw entertainer.  He started his serious illustration work Cincinnati, where he created his first Sunday feature, Tales of the Jungle Imps (1903), while also drawing illustrations for the original Life magazine.  He moved on to the New York Herald where he created a number of small cartoon features, and then Little Sammy Sneeze, Dream of the Rarebit Fiend, and his masterpiece, Little Nemo in Slumberland.


Little Nemo drew character inspiration from McCay’s son Robert, architecture and design from the 1893 World’s Columbia Exposition in Chicago, and fantastical features from those found at the Coney Island Amusement park near his home in Brooklyn.  But the brilliance of it all came from McCay himself, with his unsurpassed draftsmanship and boundless imagination that created a new language of comics, even anticipating aspects of modern cinema decades before appearing on the screen. There were three incarnations of Little Nemo, first at the Herald from 1905 to 1911, then at Hearst’s American from 1911 to 1914, and once again at the Herald from 1924 to 1927.


Winsor McCay died in 1934, ending his career drawing marvelously detailed editorial cartoons. Looking at the images presented in this online feature, it is no surprise that he once stated, I have never been so happy as when I was drawing Little Nemo in Slumberland.”


Read Little Nemo here.

Giveaway: Dilbert Comic Books



This week, we’re celebrating Boss’s Day (Thurs., Oct. 16) with a Dilbert comic book giveaway!


Three lucky readers have the chance to win a Dilbert comic book, including:


To enter, comment on this blog post and include your FIRST and LAST names. Limit one entry per person. This contest will end on Tues., Oct. 21 at 10 a.m. CT. The winners will be announced that day on this blog. This contest is open to U.S. and Canada residents only.


After you enter, be sure to check out our “Comics in the Workplace” collection here, or read Dilbert or Dilbert Classics!

We’re Back from NYCC!

We just returned from an exciting, comics-filled weekend at New York Comic Con! We had a blast meeting fans, hosting creator signing sessions and giveaways, and scoping out awesome cosplay!


We wanted to share some of our favorite moments with you!
















For even more NYCC fun, check out our Tumblr!

Giveaway: New York Comic Con Prize Packs – Winners Announced



Thank you to all who entered to win the NYCC Prize Packs featuring signed prints from Brooke McEldowney (9 Chickweed Lane, Pibgorn) and Ruben Bolling (Tom the Dancing Bug)! We have randomly selected FOUR winners!


Congratulations to Wilma Cohen, Kay Clopton, Boyd Allen and Janet Davis! Please email us at with your shipping address and phone number. Please note: You must email us by 10/21/14 or your prize will be forfeited.



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