Over the past few days, it's been nice to see so many memories being shared. People telling stories of their friend, stories that are personal but familiar too. I wish I'd been able to get to know him. I'm a shy, tight-lipped guy and the few times we interacted in person, I think Spurgeon could tell I didn't have much to say anyway. We shot a few emails back and forth. He was the only person who ever reviewed my minicomics. We disagreed about minor things online (those disagreements all ended with me saying something like "huh... you're probably right.")
Like many cartoonists my age, I was starting to get "serious" about making comics just as Spurgeon started editing The Comics Journal. That publication was a good first hurdle in my thinking about this damned and infuriating artform. When he started The Comics Reporter, I checked in every day to see what was going on. I checked other sites on occasion but Tom's was the place to go every morning.
This is probably the most wrecked I'll ever be about the passing of someone I barely knew. He was a unique window into the comics world and a unique and interesting writer. He was one of those big, bright voices that loved a thing I also love.
A collection of memories and stories from Tom Spurgeon's friends, colleagues, peers, as well as the artists he loved.
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