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I Have Finished Writing THE WILD STORM

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.

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27apr19

I am all set for today.

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26apr19

Just settling in for AVENGERS: SATANTANGO or whatever this bladder test is called

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Ystwyth

I’ve been away from everything, trying to recover from a sustained work burst (I almost typed “shockwork” there – feels like it, sometimes), but I did want to save Ystwyth, a live performance by Hawthonn, which I love, and you can buy the download on a name-your-own-price basis:

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NIGHT MUSIC: FOOD S†ΔMPS

I was digging through my music archive, and tripped over this thing I loved from 2010, “I AM JACK’S NIGHTLIGHT.” Which is as perfect a Night Music as can be. Wherever you are, FOOD S†ΔMPS, I hope it is joyful and peaceful.

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Study Group Comics

I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again: if I ever had the ability to do longform webcomics again, I’d probably want to do them at Study Group Comics.

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STATUS: Pretty Much This

Seriously hit the wall on Sunday morning, with half a dozen physical alarm klaxons going off with the STOP DOING THIS NOW sound. It was helpfully pointed out to me that maybe writing 140 pages of tv scripts and several comics and other documents and doing script notes and various other things since early March was probably not smart since I am no longer young. I’m just about ahead of everybody right now, so I’m going to slow down for a couple of days. Techbros need to stop fucking around and bring me my android backup body. Oh you made soylent into a chewable emetic bar that still doesn’t qualify as food in Europe? Cool story by the way i’m dying over here fuckoids

tldr don’t email me about work

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BRITISH ICE

I just came across this book on Top Shelf’s catalogue, and it’s not out until 2020, so this is very much a note to myself aside from anything else, but I also wanted to save this superb cover. Owen D Pomery is the creator, whose background is in architecture (not unusual in comics – see also Dave Gibbons of WATCHMEN fame) and who operates an attractive website.

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Newsletter Development: 2

This entry is part 2 of 5 in the series Newsletter Development

This bit is more about background and setup than development.

“Newsletters” is just the term. They’re often anything but, and to sustain themselves over months and years, need to be anything but.

I use the term “Republic of Newsletters” to evoke the Republic of Letters. From Wikipedia, because why not, I’m busy:

The Republic of Letters emerged in the 17th century as a self-proclaimed community of scholars and literary figures that stretched across national boundaries but respected differences in language and culture. These communities that transcended national boundaries formed the basis of a metaphysical Republic.

The first known occurrence of the term in its Latin form (Respublica literaria) is in a letter by Francesco Barbaro to Poggio Bracciolini dated July 6, 1417; it was used increasingly in the 16th and 17th, so that by the end of that century it featured in the titles of several important journals. Currently, the consensus is that Pierre Bayle first translated the term in his journal Nouvelles de la République des Lettres in 1684. But there are some historians who disagree and some have gone so far as to say that its origin dates back to Plato’s Republic. Part of the difficulty in determining its origin is that, unlike an academy or literary society, it existed only in the minds of its members.

It existed only in the minds of its members. That’s me, right there. That’s us.

They are, most often, just letters.

(I could also invoke Alastair Cook’s London Letter and Letter From America here. Which were short radio broadcasts, not letters, but still in the zone.)

I said the other day that “thinking of them as “newsletters” is usually bad and wrong. It’s just the term we’ve got. It’s not the model.” The model is the letter. Never forget that you’re writing to someone. It’s a letter from home, a letter from the road or from HQ or from out here on the Thames Delta. But it’s still a letter. (Never use the personalisation system some pro newsletter operations offer — so many people do not plug their actual names into the system that your friendly “Hi, ($name)! becomes “Hi (quite a lot of space here, or even just NAME) !” which just creates weird distance between you and your reader and makes you look like a robot scam artist.

Oh. Speaking of not a robot. When I was setting up Orbital Operations, many years ago, the system told me it would send a note to subscribers to let them know their subscription had worked, and what would I like it to say? Very late at night when I’m doing this. Very tired. So I just typed something like “yes that worked but unfortunately i know where you live now sorry.”

Funny joke about surveillance culture and internets yes, not a robot at all, absolutely dated dad-humour human here, press save. What the fuck ever, it was the middle of the night and I got it done. And never ever thought about it again, because of course I don’t get those emails. Until a couple of months ago, when a female friend emailed to tell me that a female friend of hers signed up and got that email and was instantly nooooooope fuck that, that is creepy and wrong. Which, obviously, it can absolutely present as. So I listened and went straight into the system and spent twenty minutes trying to find the fucking setting and then fixed it. I’m an idiot.

You’re writing a letter. Be human. Be welcoming. Do not set this shit up when you’re tired and just trying to get it done. Double-check every line and intent when you’re setting up. And don’t make stupid fucking jokes about knowing where people live and then forget all about it thirty minutes later and leave it there for several years ffs

sorry everybody

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