CEMETERY BEACH TPB has arrived.
CEMETERY BEACH TPB has arrived.
Actually doing like six other things right at this moment, but the announcement just popped that I’m writing a six-issue WILDCATS series for DC as part of the Wildstorm pop-up imprint, so I’m making a quick note of that here. Here is the official press release. I asked for Ramon and Tamra, and remain delighted that they were somehow confused enough to agree to do it. I’m going to be fucked when they wake up and realise I’m not Brian Bendis or Garth Ennis.
Here is the cover by Jim Cheung, with logo by Steve Cook. We are not releasing any of Ramon and Tamra’s art yet, for reasons that will be explained to me in due course. Issue 1 is out August 28.
TREES issues 15 to 19 are written, constituting Volume 3, and Jason Howard is drawing issue 19 right now. It goes on the publication schedule towards the end of the year, I believe.
The current plan on INJECTION is that I start writing Volume 4 in earnest this summer (it’s currently a pile of notes) ready for Declan’s schedule to open up in late summer.
I’m in the middle of writing Season 2 of FINALITY, and Colleen’s roughing out the first three episodes as I type this.
I have some 18 scripts left to complete for DC – THE WILD STORM is all written, as prev noted — and all of them are on unannounced projects.
That is all the active comics work I have on deck right now, having run out of artists who will tolerate my eccentric low-selling bullshit.
I’m working on CASTLEVANIA all this month, in tandem with outline documents for two other tv projects. I cannot say more about CASTLEVANIA, because our Terrifying Masters at Netflix control all information flow and we get picked off by snipers if we talk.
If I haven’t mentioned something you’re interested in, it’s because I’m not allowed to or there’s no new information.
Locked the final draft of THE WILD STORM 24 about 1230 this morning. Concluding my end of a 528-page graphic novel. I will be kind of shambolic and confused for a couple of days.
More so than usual, yes, thank you, reader.
Nobody wave a pendant, snap their fingers, whisper or even look at me intently. My brain is going to be soft for a while. Send thoughts and prayers to the wonderful artist Jon Davis-Hunt, who now has to make that script make sense.
I am writing the introduction to BETTER THAN IRL, a forthcoming book of essays about the early social internet, which you can find out more about at this link here. Fiction & Feeling, run by my old friend Katie West, will be launching a Kickstarter for it sometime this month.
It appears that auld comrades Molly Crabapple, Damien Williams and Melissa Gira Grant are also writing pieces for it, which is obviously Very Good.
Just arrived from Subterranean Press, and it is unsurprisingly gorgeous.
I just sent the script for the fifth and concluding part of Volume 3 of TREES to Jason Howard. I think he’s finishing up issue 3 right now.
I imagine that once Jason’s well into issue 4, the serial will be solicited by Image Comics, so we’re probably looking at an autumn release date.
Here’s one of the covers Jason has already done. I am having a drink.
I decided last year that I was no longer accepting public speaking gigs. It’s on my identity site’s contact page. I still get the occasional request, and, sometimes, a query as to why I’ve decided that.
Well, it’s a big time sink for me, and right now I have to calculate everything I do against production schedules and writing time. And, frankly, there’s not enough money in public speaking to make me want to adjust my career balance. More often than not, there’s literally no money. Unless you’re famous, with a non-fiction book on the shelves, with a speaker’s agency behind you — and I ain’t none of those — public speaking is a thing you do for your own interest.
For me, that was meeting people, sometimes helping out (I’m never going to be anyone’s first choice, but sometimes events and festivals get stuck, so it’s nice to be able to get them out of a stressful bind), learning how to work to an audience and listening to new things.
It, however, ended up much like my experience of comics conventions, which I no longer attend. You show up, do your bit, and then everybody leaves and you sit on your own. Public speaking, for me, is mostly about losing three days of work and undertaking yet another adventure in room service food.
The audiences are very kind, and generally laugh at the bits that are supposed to be funny. But I increasingly found myself just sitting on my own somewhere, looking at my watch and counting down the time until I had to leave for the airport. It stopped being edifying or fun, and, honestly, if I’m just going to sit around alone for hours and days on end, I can do that much more comfortably at home.
And now I have a FAQ post to point to for the next time someone asks.
From an ARC (advance reading copy) in PDF that I had to hit with hammers and Calibre to fit it properly into my Kindle, which was a huge pain in the arse (publishers, why is it that some of you easily offer a .mobi and some of you act like I’m asking you to squeeze coal into diamonds?), but worth it because it was a new Will Wiles novel:
In PLUME, Will Wiles both re-invents and murders the London novel, in a spectacular act of evil, surgical intensity.
I will eventually be talking about it in the newsletter. In the meantime, it’s out on May 19th.
Just wrote a blurb for Corey J White’s new book REPO VIRTUAL, which I finished reading the Advance Reading Copy of last night.
Cyberpunk’s critical update, for these mixed-reality days of dark money, livestreaming cults, machine gaze and life lived on the razorwire edge.
It’s not out until 2020, I think and it’s not available for pre-order yet, but here’s Tor’s page about it.
Just logging what I’m doing.