The New Yorker mocks me via email.
Dear Elisabeth,
It's a caption-eat-caption world out there. But as a contestant in The New Yorker's Caption Contest, you already know that. And as a contributing cartoonist myself, and one who has yet to have a cartoon featured in the contest, I feel your pain.
I'd like to help by suggesting a technique I use to keep my own captions coming submission after submission, week after week.
Since I never "caption" a drawing, I can resubmit old drawings with new captions. So at the end of the month, around 39 unsold, uncaptioned drawings are added to the heap of my creative flotsam (sketches for ideas, ideas for sketches, old pastrami sandwiches, etc.).
Then, usually very early in the morning or late at night, I return to that stack of cartoons and just react to them. You'd be amazed how many different captions will bubble up, or how a flaccid line suddenly sharpens up.
So the original caption—"I'm sorry I'm such an apologist."
Might evolve into—"You're not even sorry about being an apologist."
Or...
"Get me some maybe men!"
Or...
"Being an apologist means always having to say you're sorry."
In other words, from failure comes fertilizer! Probably 34% of my submissions, and about 25% of my sales, are generated in this manner.
Try it yourself. Next contest, create a few captions, allow them to simmer overnight, and then revisit and react. And keep all those extras—you never know when an old caption might be perfect for a new cartoon.
But most importantly—don't give up the shtick. I've got a semi-fresh batch of tweaked, reworked, and fiddled-with drawings ready for the contest myself. All I ask is if my cartoon does make the back page, don't submit the line "Why aren't I drawn better?" I've already submitted that one.
Hope to see you in The New Yorker, soon.
Michael Shaw
Cartoonist
P. S. I'm happy to announce a new training tool that's also a box full of fun—The New Yorker Cartoon Caption Game. Playing it is the perfect way to keep your gag reflexes sharp. And at $34.95, it's only about twenty cents per captionless cartoon. What a deal.
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2 Comments:
Liz,
Yeah, that sounded like a lot of "your work is crap....but crap can be re-worked" which evolved into the buy our $40 game....that'll make you better. What smarmy jerks. Love ya! Heather F.
Hey, now I'm mocking you on your own blog! Actually, I was talking about my own crap. I meant to cast no darts or aspersions on your efforts. I'm asked to write the occasional e-mail to keep hope alive in caption contest land— yeah, and push a few caption contest games too...cartoonists gotta eat! Smarmy jerk?
Heather, have we met?
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