I got the news of the nomination on Friday and I've been dying to talk about it. I told a few people, of course. My parents, Robin, and my friends Gennaro and Marcelo. Some of my DC Conspiracy crew. Some of the guys from the book. And I called up Tony Fleecs' mom to tell her the good news, as well. Feel free to listen to that little exchange.

Oh, and I guess I also told Robin's family. And some of the other people I'm currently working with on other projects. And I might have mentioned it to everyone that was sitting at a bar in Boston on Saturday. And Sunday. And a couple of my friends in DC. Like, all of them.

Ok, so I guess I didn't really wait to talk about it. At least I didn't post anything online.

But, look, I'm excited. I mean, really excited. This book started as a labor of love over two years ago. I got folks on-board quickly and they put a lot of energy into their stories. I put a lot of it together intending to self-publish it. Random House came along and picked it up but instead of simply handing it off I shook a lot of hands and did a lot of press and tried to get folks excited about this book.

It's just nice, at the end of all that, to be nominated for the crème-de-la-crème of comic awards. I now know why people say it's an honor to be nominated.

The other anthologies nominated this year are all top notch. Best American Comics,  24Seven, 5, and Mome. You know it's a good year for anthologies when Popgun, Flight, and Hotwire Comix didn't get a nomination. So, I'm honored – thanks to the judges and to all the folks that supported the book. See you all in San Diego!