Comic Con 2011 is done.
No-I did not get to buy anything nor did I get anytime to shop, look or sniff anything even remotely selfish.
It was ALL business.
I did throw a Hell of a party. I did do some great business and I did manage to say good-bye to a fallen friend with a bang so I’m doing just fine.
I’ve slept most of the week away and when I was not sleep I was cleaning my offices and studio so I can be all about the work for the rest of the year.
All is right in the world.
I love what I do.
Below is my goodbye to Dwayne as written for the Comic Con Souvenir Book.
By Michael Davis
Freely adapted from the poem John Henry by anonymous
When Dwayne was a little tiny baby
Sitting on his mama’s knee,
He picked up a pencil and a little piece of paper
Saying, “I’ll be the best there will ever be.”
Dwayne was a man over six feet high,
Nearly two feet and a half across his breast.
He’d write with his pencil all day
And never get tired and want to rest.
Dwayne went into the industry,
And he looked the industry straight in the eye.
The industry was so tall and Dwayne was so small,
He held his pencil and he cried, “Marvel, DC ,
I’ll be the best there will ever be.”
Dwayne said to Marvel,
“Marvel, let your characters destroy the town,
I’ll create something original,
something in comics not easily found.”
Marvel said to Dwayne,
“I believe that idea is rather bold.”
Dwayne said to Marvel “It’s just a story that has not been told.”
“Fear not, I’ll call it Damage Control.”
Dwayne said to the Industry,
“Industry, you better start to pray,
‘Cause comics are just the beginning of what I have to say.”
Tomorrow, I’ll write me some TV, oh that reminds me I have something to say to DC.”
Dwayne said to DC,
“I’ll write Justice League, I’ll write Static Shock, cause that’s what I do.
In my spare time I’ll even write Scooby -Doo.”
I’ll tell tales of wonder, tales that may or may not happen now and again
And just when you think you know me, I’ll write Ben 10.”
The men who ran the industry
They figured they were mighty high and fine,
But Dwayne and three others realized a Milestone
Was due and if not then-when was the time?
Dwayne hammered away without care
He figured he had time to spare
We all think we have plenty of time left
But Dwayne hammered his poor heart to death.
Well, they carried Dwayne down the tunnel
And they laid his body in the sand.
And the world, not just the industry Says,
“There lies An All Star Superman.”