Veracity. There's your word for the day.

Today, I read Neil Gaiman’s Eternals, the first three volumes of Scott Pilgrim, and watched the most recent episode of The Guild. I can’t say I was blown away by any of it, but I was very satisfied. Also, I realized one of the reasons that I like the whole indie scene: the veracity.

Any time that something comes off as assumed or forced — Bon Jovi, anyone? — it’s going to hit me as wrong. I’m not as sensitive to this as Indie Rock Pete (#dieselsweeties), but I stopped taking Green Day so seriously when I saw them in a commercial. For Verizon, if I remember right.

So that explains why I liked Scott Pilgrim, but more generally, it’s the same for dialogue. I can’t stand badly-written conversations, and none of the above abuse the spoken (written? recorded?) word. Today I got critiques on webcomic-style scripts I’d written, most of it confirming what I was writing wouldn’t fit in a webcomic, but was also told the following: “The highlight of the script is the snappy dialogue, which is very witty and believable, but not enough in and of itself to carry a comic.” Hell, I’ll take that — super-stardom, here I come.

Also, Cake has a new single out. Tomorrow I’ll listen to it.