Book
Original: Book on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
A man with flame-like red hair (the writer) sits in an armchair facing a bearded man, gesturing as he speaks.
Red-haired man: I DON'T SEE MYSELF AS A WRITER. THE STORIES ARE OUT THERE. I MERELY FIND THEM.
Bearded man (small, skeptical reaction): WOWWW.
Panel 2:
A book cover is shown.
Book title: THE SWORDMASTERS OF THE DRAGONS OF THE RINGS OF TOLKIENCOPIA
Votey:
Close-up on the bearded man's face, looking irritated/defensive.
Bearded man: WOULD YOU RATHER IT BE GENERIC LITERARY FICTION? HUH?
A man with flame-like red hair (the writer) sits in an armchair facing a bearded man, gesturing as he speaks.
Red-haired man: I DON'T SEE MYSELF AS A WRITER. THE STORIES ARE OUT THERE. I MERELY FIND THEM.
Bearded man (small, skeptical reaction): WOWWW.
Panel 2:
A book cover is shown.
Book title: THE SWORDMASTERS OF THE DRAGONS OF THE RINGS OF TOLKIENCOPIA
Votey:
Close-up on the bearded man's face, looking irritated/defensive.
Bearded man: WOULD YOU RATHER IT BE GENERIC LITERARY FICTION? HUH?
Alt text
A two-panel comic. Panel one: a red-haired man lounges in an armchair, gesturing self-importantly to a bearded man, saying "I don't see myself as a writer. The stories are out there. I merely find them." The bearded man gives a flat, sarcastic "Wowww." Panel two: the punchline is the book this writer produced, titled "The Swordmasters of the Dragons of the Rings of Tolkiencopia" — a deeply derivative, over-stacked fantasy title that undercuts his lofty claim of merely discovering pre-existing stories. Votey (aftercomic): an extreme close-up of the bearded man's scowling face as he snaps back defensively, "Would you rather it be generic literary fiction? Huh?"
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.