Schoolmates taunted him, and even the acclaim he earned as a teenage prodigy-“the boy wonder of mini-comics”-was short-lived, crushed by a backlash review that dismissed him as a derivative “moron.” The rites of passage that seemed like markers of success-Comic-Con, book signings, tours, awards ceremonies-generally left Tomine feeling deflated and resentful. Early on in the narrative, the author is something like a younger Rodney Dangerfield, frustrated by a lack of respect.
In his latest book, Tomine, who has been successful by nearly any measure-his oeuvre includes many minicomics and books and several New Yorker covers-delivers an understated yet illuminating graphic memoir full of insights on the creative process and the struggles of defining “success” in the world of comics and graphic novels. A lifelong obsession with comics results in less reward than the author and illustrator might once have thought possible.
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