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Client Creative Team of Ortega, Mesch, Eastman & Dorman Sells Out of Issue #1 of THE OTHER DEAD

In Book Reviews, Comics, Dave Dorman, Denise Dorman, Entertainment, Geek Culture, IDW Publishing, Pop Culture, Uncategorized on October 2, 2013 at 1:57 pm

Zombie Animals Devour The World: THE OTHER DEAD Is Sold Out at Diamond!
IDW Comic Book by Digger T Mesch, Joshua Ortega and Kevin Eastman Outperforms Expectations
PRLog (Press Release) – OCTOBER 2, 2013–LOS ANGELES, CA — Ice-cold zombies are still hot, especially in the animal kingdom, as evidenced by the sold-out, critically acclaimed comic, THE OTHER DEAD #1, by IDW. Fan demand for this zombie animal horror-fest is driving a second printing, with cover art and availability date to be determined.
Image“We’re thrilled and amazed by the outpouring of retailer, comics industry, and fan support for our first book,” said Joshua Ortega, the writer whose other credits include Gears of War and Necromancer, “and want to thank everyone for giving the book a shot. It’s definitely something different, and we’re glad its unique blend of horror and satire is really resonating with people!”“I couldn’t be happier,” said co-creator Digger T Mesch (Agent 88), “After two years of hard work, it’s great seeing the book out there, and so many people enjoying the first issue. Add all of the positive buzz on the Dave Dorman Obama cover and the Kevin Eastman variant, and man, this is just awesome.”

THE OTHER DEAD creative team will be appearing at New York Comic Con, Artists Alley, Tables Y1 and Y2 from October 10th through 13th, 2013. They will also participate in a panel, The Other Dead with Kevin Eastman: When Zombie Animals Attack, on Saturday, October 12 from 4:15 p.m. to 5:15 p.m. in Room 1A10. The panel includes Kevin Eastman (Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles/Heavy Metal magazine), Joshua Ortega (Gears of War), Digger T Mesch (Agent 88) Qing Ping Mui, Blond, and Dave Dorman (Star Wars/Alien & Predator).

For more information, interview requests, or review copies, please contact publicist Denise Dorman at denise@writebrainmedia.com.

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PRAISE for THE OTHER DEAD:

“Thick with blood and guts as it is with political and social commentary, The Other Dead heads in a new direction as it ties together human fear and frailty and its effect on the environment through the collective revolt of the world’s lesser-evolved creatures. The Other Dead is attempting something a lot of comics do not: re-think the zombie mythos. That alone is worth a mention.”–Fangoria

“A unique and creepy spin on the idea (that) makes this stand out from countless other zombie stories. (Digger’s) twist, as developed by Ortega, is a brilliantly simple one that shifts the zombie plague from humankind to our furry, feathered and four-legged friends. But the writers don’t bank on that…so they develop enough of a backstory to keep readers coming back for the second issue and beyond.”– Comic Book Resources

The Other Dead is a fast-paced story that pulls you in from page one. Qing Ping Mui’s art is sharp…and everything is presented in brilliant detail. In a world of zombie overload, The Other Dead stands out from the crowd.” – Comic Book Therapy

“Ortega and Mesch wisely placed this animal reanimation within the context of the human experience separate from the reanimation…(and focus) on how the undead apocalypse would affect the living of this world that were left to pick up the apocalyptic pieces. If I haven’t entreated you with the story, perhaps I can entice you with the art, because it’s absolutely gorgeous…(and) the animals, both living and undead are gorgeously rendered.” – Ain’t It Cool News

“Joshua Ortega (Gears of War) does a bang up job with the story here…(and) it’s just as visually appealing as it is well written. This isn’t your run-of-the-mill zombie comic. It’s above and beyond anything else that’s out there. These animals are infinitely more dangerous after death than they were while alive. Stronger, faster, deadlier. There’s not much more to say except go get this series.”– Geeks of Doom

“Romero Dawn of the Dead-style political commentary…(and) given the high quality of the art and the fun-ness of this inaugural ish, I plan to stick around to see where Ortega and co. take this story.”– Bloody Popcorn

“A gritty tale drawn in every perfectly bloody detail by Qing Ping Mu. Yes, a storm is coming to Louisiana, but its bringing more than rain, this time, it’s bringing the undead.” – Fanboy Nation

Note: For all 26 THE OTHER DEAD reviews, please click here: https://www.dropbox.com/sh/4z9r64pw0dtm2ri/SlRoJtw4DC

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“SH*T My Dad Says” Book Is Perfection

In Book Reviews, Life Observations on June 2, 2010 at 4:46 pm

For a long while, I’ve been following @shitmydadsays, the Twitter handle for writer Justin Halpern. His dad’s bon mots always slay me. You can’t imagine my excitement at finding it all in book form at BORDERS yesterday. What a treasure trove of embarrassing dad humor! I hope you buy it and it brings you the same joy that it has me.

You see, I can relate to Justin. Completely. While Justin’s dad’s comments comes from a place of street smart, world-weary sarcasm, my dad’s embarrassing comments (and trust me, I could write a book as well) come from the innocence and naivete of country folk – a man raised on a farm 80 years ago who clearly was never coached by my Grandma how to put a filter on what he says publicly. Dad was never wired for an urban setting, and that’s where he lives now.

My dad is convinced that every stranger he meets is friendly. He is puzzled when he sidles up alongside a strange woman on a park bench and she doesn’t want to tell him where she’s from. Even worse, he’s hard of hearing, so everything he says is so loud, especially the inappropriate stuff. There’s no way people can avoid hearing it.

As we sat in the filled hospital waiting room this past winter while my mom received her cochlear implant, my dad said to me, “You know how you and Dave were necking the other day in the hallway? Well, Mother doesn’t let me neck with her like that anymore.” Oh God. I dared not look about to see who had overheard. Let’s face it. Everyone did. I said nothing, hoping it would discourage further discussion. My eyes became glued to my book, “OPEN” by Andre Agassi. I proceeded to avoid all eye contact with my dad–and everyone else in the waiting room.

(I’ve noticed the only time people ask if I have rosacea is when I’m with my dad…and his pie hole is busy discussing his two favorite public unfriendly topics – his bowels and his love life. With my vampire-white, translucent skin, I can blush with the best of ’em.)

Unfortunately, if I didn’t keep him engaged in conversation, he was going to drag in other victims. An Asian man sitting across the room was next up. “So, where are you from?” Dad asked him. The man, who had no book as a convenient prop to avoid eye contact, said briskly, “Chicago.” He tried looking up at the TV, where “The View” was blaring. That didn’t deter my dad. He went in for a second helping. “What’s your wife in here for?” The man stood up and busied himself with finding a recent issue of McCall’s magazine. Smart move. This was the third time I kicked Dad under the table in 10 minutes. I then understood why his legs hurt all of the time. My mom must be kicking him incessantly.

Next, Dad proceeded to announce to me, and the rest of the room, that he needed to “go sit on the pot.” This is rural Illinois speak for “I need to hit the bathroom,” as I imagine normal dads might say. Not mine. When he returned, he shared–loudly–that he “really dropped a load in there.” I prayed to God that He would deliver me and speed up time, just this once. I didn’t even pray for that when I was in labor.  I handed Dad his coat and we embarked on a lengthy trip to the gift shop. Anything to get him out of this crowded room with its transfixed captive audience before Stockholm Syndrome ensued and everyone began describing their last bowel movements.

One day not long ago, Dad came to pick me up at BFF Christina Bouvier’s home. He asked to use her bathroom, a half bath just off of the foyer. He was in there for a while. When he emerged, he declared, “You’ve got three-quarter inch oak floors.” Bouvier gave him the WTF look. “Want to know how I know that?” he asked. Before Bouvier could respond, he informed her that “while I was sitting on the pot, I lifted up your register.” It’s a good thing he has those long arms, I guess. They come in handy for moments like this one. On the bright side, they also give the warmest, most genuine hugs.