So if you follow me on twitter, you’re probably aware by now of my fan project MediAvengers, where I take the Marvel Cinematic Universe, and look at it through the distorted lens also known as the newsmedia. Today, I thought I would do a vlog, to say thanks to everyone who has supported the project, and also demonstrate how blown my mind was when it went viral. Below the video, you’ll find a gallery of MediAvengers content.
Here are links to my Comics Herald posts from the past few weeks
From a very early age I knew I was different. I asked to get anatomy and physics books out of the library before I was in school. I latched on to Lego because of my weird obsession with designing houses. I couldn’t buy just one of something, it had to turn into a collection.
So I guess I’m what you would call a geek. And while I’ve talked in the past about bullying, this post isn’t about being oppressed by people who didn’t understand me, but instead about struggling to understand the motivations of those who should.
As you may know, I hang out a lot on tumblr. I’m a member of a few fandoms, and while I’m no BNF, I do get reasonably involved in some discussions. One thing I pride myself on, is being respectful of other people, and acknowledging that while I may not agree with their opinion, it does not necessarily mean either of us are wrong.
As a whole, I’ve generally found most of the interactions I’ve had to be reasonably positive. I’ve witnessed many exchanges that haven’t been handled well, but mostly when I get into a dialogue and we have differing opinions, keeping comments calm and reasonable rather than inflammatory and rude, isn’t a problem.
Why is this? It’s simple really. I unfollow people who I think are disrespectful bullies. I’m of the opinion that life is too short to get pissed off over what some anonymous asshole on the internet said, it’s why I try to avoid Reddit unless absolutely necessary. It’s also why I’ll happily link to this blog, or any of my other RL accounts from my fandom persona. I’m not afraid to do this, because I believe I am acting in the manner of a decent human being,and genuinely have nothing to hide.
So can someone explain to me why, after years of being treated like shit, many nerds, geeks, and folks who have otherwise been considered weirdos and marginalised by society at large, feel the urge to go on the internet and be assholes? To continue to perpetuate that cycle that caused, and is probably still causing them so much pain and anguish themselves?
What is the appeal of being a trolling fuckwit to someone anonymously? Does it give you some kind of +1 power boost or something? Am I missing out on some secret coin reward because I would prefer to be nice?
Maybe I’m not as nice as I think? Perhaps when I try to acknowledge people’s rights to their own opinion it comes across as unintentionally passive-agressive. Whatever. I can tell you that it’s certainly not my intent to sound insincere.
There are some instances where opinion can be very, very wrong. For instance, if someone says [I think] rape is the woman’s fault, or [I think] It’s totally fine to kill your neighbour if he steals your daffodils. This is pretty clear-cut though. Opinion is an interesting thing, and so many subjects in this world are open to differing interpretations, that nobody really has any right to laud their thoughts over anyone else’s. Unless, of course, the opposing party is ill informed, willfully ignorant, or otherwise in need of more information. In this case, instead of rudely telling someone they are incorrect, why don’t more people choose to respond in a way that attempts to courteously inform them of where they are going wrong?
Attacking someone’s opinion does not facilitate education. It makes them more likely to become angry, defensive, and actively attack others. This is not conducive to any kind of positive outcome.
There’s another side to this whole problem, and that’s elitism. I already talked about it a lot in this post, but to reiterate… you can be a fan of anything on your own terms. People do not have to adhere to a predefined definition of what a fan of the thing should be. Just because you’ve seen every single piece of Star Trek content and media out there, does not mean you’re a better fan, it just means you probably have more time on your hands. Liking the Harry Potter books more the movies does not give you any right to belittle those who prefer the films. Stop persecuting your allies.
So basically, I guess what I’m saying is that while I’ve tried to stay away from trolls up ’til now, I’m aware that I am opening myself up to potentially negative feedback with my column for The Comics Herald. I’m still going to stick to my guns, and respond in the manner in which I would like to be treated myself, even if this means being nice to people who are being massive douche canoes.
Meanwhile, I expect the bullied will still continue to be the bullies, and the next generation of tormented teens will continue to perpetuate the cycle that they should all be learning from.
There will always be assholes in the world. But we don’t all have to be one.
Check out my first post here: Marvel is Building Bridges I Don’t Need
So I’m back at work again. It’s a mutually beneficial relationship. I earn some cash, they get a temporary, and badly needed, management team member over winter.
It’s like Stockholm Syndrome. I mean, I do not at all like getting up at 6.30am, catching the bus that’s overly packed filled with office drones, and coming home pooped because I’m not used to being on my feet all day. I do, however, strangely enjoy being back in an environment where I interact with people without the need for an internet connection.
I’ve been really really enjoying it, actually.
So much so, that if the permanent position weren’t Sunday-Thursday, I would probably apply for it when they decided to fill it. As it stands, I’ll just settle for three days a week of being a bossy britches, and then four days of computer related shenanigans.
Which reminds me, I have a website to code. BETTER GET ON THAT.
This is a very long and specific post about fandom elitism, that probably won’t interest most of you, hence the cut. It’s originally from my tumblr, but I realised there may be a few people who follow my blog who are involved in fandom, but aren’t as open about it as I am.
So if you’re involved in fandom, and get incredibly frustrated by the various forms of wank, this might be worth a read.
To go with the newly energised attitude, I’ve made over the blog and my main site! Please consider me if you’re looking for a blog designer, I design for self hosted WordPress, and blogger. My rates are reasonable, and I try my darndest to create something original. I’m also now selling my original art on Etsy!
As you may gather from my absence, I’ve been having a bit of a tough time of it lately. As with most forms of depression, there isn’t really any explanation for why I’ve been so down, but I tell you what, there are some films that I’ve been watching over and over, simply because they put a stupid big grin on my face. Sometimes there are also tears, but they are tears of happy, which is why Dead Poet’s isn’t on this list, because those are just ugly feels tears.
So, in no particular order, here is Kim’s top three feel good films. I was going to do a top five, but really, these are head and shoulders above the rest.
Kiss Kiss Bang Bang
Starring: Robert Downey Jr, Val Kilmer, Michelle Monaghan
Director: Shane Black
Robert Downey Jr plays Harry Lockhart, a petty thief whose partner is killed within the first couple of minutes of the film, and in his terrified and shocked stupor, stumbles into an audition for a film role. Shock of shocks, his ‘method acting’ lands him a ticket to LA, and a job shadowing Gay Perry (Val Kilmer), a private detective, in preparation for the next round of auditions. Murder mystery ensues, Michelle Monaghan looks insanely hot (and is wonderfully smart), and there are more plot twists than a corkscrew (you know, those things they had when wine bottles had corks? No? Yeah, I barely remember either.)
This was the first film I saw starring Robert Downey Jr post jail time, and it started my obsession. My mother dragged me along to see it, and I insisted that I really wasn’t interested in watching a bloated Kilmer, and a possibly still strung out Downey, attempting to do a black comedy crime caper.
To date, I’ve watched this film no less than twenty times. I lost count around the fifteen mark, but that was a couple of years ago now, and I’ve seen it many many times since.
What’s so great about it? Everything is great about it. And I know so many people who still haven’t seen it, to which I reply what the hell dude, and immediately direct them to the nearest place they can procure a copy. The script is amazing, the casting is spot on, and Shane Black is a great director. Interestingly, Iron Man 3 is to be his first feature film since KKBB, and I’m super excited to see Downey and Black working together again.
The story is all over the place, it’s one of those scripts where you think it’s over but wait there’s one more plot twist. Thankfully said plot twists do actually make sense, and there’s some fabulously improbable action, particularly right at the end where there is a thing involving a bridge, a coffin, and a corpse.
If I had to pick a favourite film of all time (and trust me, this isn’t something I would normally make a call on), this would probably be it.
Perry: Jesus. Look up “idiot” in the dictionary. You know what you’ll find?
Harry: A picture of me?
Perry: No! The definition of the word idiot, which you fucking are!
Perry: He called her a… well, a bad word.
Perry: No, my question, I get to go first: Why in pluperfect hell would you pee on a corpse?
Harry: I didn’t intend to! It’s not like I did it for kicks!
Perry: Rule number one: this business, real life, it’s boring. Do you have to smoke?
Harry: You want me to put it out?
Perry: Yeah, soon as you find a large, brown clump of shrubs, just throw it in there.
Harmony: Badly is an adverb. So to say you feel badly would be saying that the machanism which allows you to feel is broken.
Perry: Go. Sleep badly. Any questions, hesitate to call.
Perry: Excuse me?
Harry: Sleep bad. Otherwise it makes it seem like the mechanism that allows you to sleep…
Perry: What, fuckhead? Who taught you grammar? Badly’s an adverb. Get out. Vanish.
Perry: How about you, Harry, did your father love you?
Harry: Ah, sometimes, you know – like when I dressed up like a bottle. How about yours?
Perry: Well, he used to beat me in Morse code, so it’s possible, but he never actually said the words.
Starring: Anthony LaPaglia, Liv Tyler, Renee Zellweger, Rory Cochrane, Ethan Embry, Debi Mazar, Maxwell Caulfield, Robin Tunney, and more amazing people.
Director: Allan Moyle
Basically a David and Goliath story, Empire Records centres on a bunch of teenagers who work at a record store, along with their slightly grumpy but ultra cool manager (Anthony LaPaglia). If you haven’t seen it, colour me amazed.
I don’t remember the first time I saw this, but I do remember thinking it was super weird. Probably because I was only about ten or eleven, and didn’t really understand what was going on. I hadn’t reached the point in my life where I could fully identify with the disaffected teenager, and so this floundered around the edges of the movies I should probably watch again pile until I was about sixteen.
Now, it’s my go to film to put a silly grin on my face. The classic element of big chain store tries to take over independent business is an excellent way to frame a chaotic and personality filled bunch of teenagers, who really just want to stick it to the man.
The soundtrack is amazing, the cast is amazing, the script is amazing, and hey. It’s Rex Manning day. Everything is amazing.
Gina: Welcome to MusicTown, may I service you?
Joe: Let me explain it to you. Mitchell’s the man. I’m the idiot. You’re the screw-up. And we’re all losers. Welcome to music town.
Debra: I went to rock and roll heaven, and I wasn’t on the guest list.
Warren: Who glued these quarters down?
A.J.: I did.
Warren: What the hell for, man?
A.J.: I don’t feel that I need to explain my art to you, Warren.
A.J.: You did have hair when you went in there, right?
Debra: Yeah. It’s still in the sink, if you want to glue it.
Lucas: Joe, I think it’s gonna be okay.
Joe: What makes you think that?
Lucas: Who knows where thoughts come from? They just appear.
Warren: Stop calling me Warren! My name isn’t FUCKING WARREN!
Eddie: His name isn’t Warren.
Corey: His name isn’t Warren.
Berko: His name isn’t Warren.
Mark: I thought his name was Warren?
Jane: What are you doing later?
Joe: I don’t know. I’m either going to jail or hell I can’t decide.
A.J.: You know that feeling when you get out of a warm bath… well… you make me feel like a bath?
Starring: Robert Downey Jr, Scarlett Johansson, Chris Evans, Mark Ruffalo, Jeremy Renner, Tom Hiddleston, Chris Hemsworth, Cobie Smulders, Clark Gregg, Samuel.L Jackson, Gwyneth Paltrow
Director: Joss Whedon
Superheroes look for a weird cube thingee while a dude in a horned costume tries to help aliens take over the world.
Let’s be honest for a minute. This movie was always going to be on this list for two reasons.
- Kim loves Marvel more than is probably healthy, and
- This basically has all of Kim’s favourite actors in one film.
Strangely enough, I’m not really a Whedon fan, so my rabid craziness about this film has nothing to do with him. Actually, the only series of his I ever watched was Firefly, and it took me nine years to do that because it got my favourite show of ever, Dark Angel, unceremoniously cancelled on a cliffie, and I had a bit of a grudge. Anyhoo, I digress.
I love these characters so much, that unless it was awful on the scale of X-Men or Spider-Man 3, nothing was going to make me dislike The Avengers. I saw it twice in the space of twenty four hours on release, and have seen it an inordinate and slightly terrifying number of times since.
I do have a couple of beefs with it though. First off, some of the lines, while great upon seeing it the first few times, are a bit over used now. See: Billionare, genius playboy philanthropist, and red in my ledger. Secondly, there are quite a few minor plotholes, but the amount of awesome makes it easy to gloss over these. Particularly the first… half a dozen or so times you watch it.
It’s also super awesome to see a female superhero in a utilitarian costume, who doesn’t have a love interest, and is pretty much just there to kick butt. If anything, the men are probably more objectified here. Particularly Chris Evans with his suit that is possibly even tighter than Scarlett’s, and Jeremy Renner with the arm porn.
Classic lines (excluding the increasingly overused ones because NOPE):
Tony: No hard feelings Point Break, you’ve got a mean swing.
Steve Is everything a joke to you?
Tony: Funny things are.
Tony: Give yourself some credit, please. Stark Tower is your baby. Give yourself… 12% of the credit.
Pepper: Twelve percent?
Tony: An argument can be made for fifteen.
Pepper: I was having twelve percent of a moment.
Thor: You people are so petty… and tiny.
Thor: Have a care how you speak! Loki is beyond reason, but he is of Asgard and he is my brother!
Natasha: He killed eighty people in two days.
Thor: He’s adopted.
Tony: Phil? Uh, his first name is Agent.
Tony: You really have got a lid on it, haven’t you? What’s your secret? Mellow jazz? Bongo drums? Huge bag of weed?
Steve: We have orders, we should follow them.
Tony: Following’s not really my style.
Steve: And you’re all about style, aren’t you?
Tony: Of the people in this room, which one is A – wearing a spangly outfit and B – not of use?
Security: Are you an alien?
Security: From outer space, an alien.
Security: Well then son, you’ve got a condition.
Steve: There’s only one God, ma’am, and I’m pretty sure he doesn’t dress like that.
So there you have it, my feel good films. What do you put on the TV when you’re having a downer day, or for that matter, need to fill in a couple of hours?
I’m back. Officially. As in, from now on I am going to actively blog regularly, and get myself out of the funk I’ve been stuck in for the past year. So for my first post as a newly motivated and funkless Kim?
Comics. One of my first loves. After lego and anatomy and building numerous unfinished treehouses.
When I was six, I discovered the massive pile of Archie Comics in my grandparents’ sun room. While I was never particularly invested in the characters (I was enraged by the ‘two girls fight over a boy’ trope at a very early age), I loved the format. I started snagging whatever issues of any comics I could at the library, and devouring them over the couple of hours we would spend there. Sadly, comics weren’t something you could borrow, so it was a matter of reading what you could before your parents said it was time to go.
Unlike most of the other kids, I was never really interested in Batman or Superman, and gravitated more towards Doctor Strange and Spider-Man. This has translated to a rather intense dislike of DC comics as an adult (there are other reasons, but I’m not getting into that now), so this post is going to talk exclusively about Marvel.
When I was about seventeen, I stopped reading comics. I bowed to the societal pressure, and decided it was time to grow up. Thankfully, I had always read comics at the library, so I didn’t have an enormous collection to get rid of. That honour went to the Baby-Sitter’s Club books that I collected until I was twelve, there are still over a hundred and thirty of these in the attic at our other house.
Needless to say, part of the reason I stopped reading comics was also because it wasn’t exactly cool for a girl to read them in the nineties/early two thousands. This decision is something that I’ve come to regret a lot ever since the Marvel Cinematic Universe pushed me towards reading again.
So the past few months, I’ve been playing catchups. I completely missed a bunch of important events, even if I did flick through some trades while working at the bookstore, but I was still trying to live the life of a recovering comic addict. I knew roughly what happened in Civil War, and Dark Reign, but pretty much everything else between 2002 and 2009 was a massive blank.
I really wanted to go into a store and buy a bunch of issues, but first off, they’re expensive. Here in New Zealand, you’re looking at about $40-$60 to buy a trade, and the reality is I just can’t justify that kind of purchase. Instead, I now have about 60GB of digital comics on my HDD, and I’ve managed to read most of them. Now I don’t feel completely ignorant if I find myself in a (admittedly rare) discussion about comics.
I have still yet to set foot in a comic shop. I’m terrified that as soon as I walk in, everyone is going to give me the ‘what the hell are you doing here’ look. This is probably an irrational fear that stems from my social anxiety, but I still just can’t do it. Instead, I get all my comics digitally, which I actually quite like. It makes it nice and easy if I want to post something on tumblr. Also, I’m pretty certain that some of the books I’m reading at the moment are unlikely to be stocked at the nearest store.
So what am I reading at the moment? Here are my faves.
Kelly Sue DeConnick
It’s not exactly a secret that I’m a little bit in love with Carol Danvers, and having her take up the Captain Marvel title is a really great move on Marvel’s part. This book is a really great starting point if you’re a woman who is interested in getting into comics, mainly thanks to Kelly Sue DeConnick’s excellent writing, but also in part thanks to the great new costume. As much as I’ve always been a Carol fan, I’m kinda glad to see her in pants.
The art is interesting. For the first four issues, as well as seven and eight, Dexter Soy’s art is truly spectacular. It’s so pretty, in fact, that I’ve perused all these issues numerous times, just to look at the art.
For a couple of issues, Emma Rios takes over as penciller, and while it’s still great work, it’s not really my cup of tea. Definitely not enough to detract from DeConnick’s excellent writing though. Finally, the current artist is Filipe Andrade, whose work I disliked at first, but it’s really grown on me.
Story wise, there’s great action mixed with Carol’s witty, deadpan sense of humour, and a nice amount of introspection. It’s a great look at how Carol feels about picking up the Captain Marvel mantle, as well as how being a superhero affects the life of the people around her.
Overall, Captain Marvel is tied for the top spot when it comes to my current favourite Marvel books.
I’ve yet to come across someone who isn’t reading Hawkeye at the moment, so talking about it is probably redundant, but the reality is that it really is that good.
For starters, I’m a huge fan of David Aja, and I’m always excited for an issue featuring his art. I love his layouts and simple style, and Matt Hollingsworth is a great choice for colourist. I’m really not a fan of Javier Pulido’s work on issues four and five, and Steve Lieber and Jesse Hamm do a good job of keeping up the graphic, minimal style, but I was glad to see Aja back again for issue eight.
I think it’s also important to point out that this is Clint Barton not being a superhero. This book is about a slightly scruffy, increasingly depressed womaniser, who really is just a guy. He doesn’t have a suit of armour, or alien DNA, or the ability to stick himself to walls. He makes bad choices, and has to suffer the consequences.
Thankfully, Clint also has Kate Bishop (also Hawkeye) to tell him to get over his bouts of self doubt, and to help him out of the increasingly stupid messes he keeps finding himself in. Hawkeye and HawkGuy is such a dynamic and wonderful relationship, and if you disagree then sure, you’re welcome to your opinion, but you’re wrong.
It’s great to see Fraction (DeConnick’s husband if you’re interested) back in fine form after his polarising run on Invincible Iron Man, and it’s even more exciting to see a B-list character given such a great treatment. Kate’s presence in the book is an interesting choice, particularly as we rarely see the Young Avengers appear anywhere outside of their own book, but it’s inspired and Fraction has written her so well that I would love to see her with her own title.
Hawkeye is about a regular Joe, who does regular Joe stuff in his down time. Except when he’s not. It’s truly, fabulously wonderful.
Journey into Mystery
To be completely honest, while I did read and enjoy Journey into Mystery while Loki was the headliner, this has been pushed towards the top of my reading list since Sif has taken over as the lead character.
I have a huge, shameless crush on Sif, and an entire book featuring her being a complete badass is pretty damn incredible.
Overall, the writing is excellent. Immonen has a great handle on the Asgardian way of speaking, and the girl power aspect is done in such a way that it doesn’t feel forced. Not that Sif violently and ruthlessly killing creatures would ever feel forced. Immonen uses such great lines as ‘Happily, I am neither human, nor a man’, and ‘A woman’s form because I am actually a woman. And I advise you not to do that again. Because this woman is a lady.’ These lines are interspersed amongst panels of Sif hacking and slashing at monsters a hundred times her size, and eating enormous legs of indeterminate animal while holding a conversation, brilliantly demonstrate the contrast between lady and warrior.
The combination of Valerio Schiti (artist) and Jordie Ballaire (colourist) is inspired. Schiti’s art is dynamic and full of movement, and some of the expressions on Sif’s face are just to (amost literally) die for.
I’m always excited to see female writers for comics, and Immonen is doing an excellent job with Journey into Mystery so far.
Kelly Sue DeConnick
Yep, it’s another title by DeConnick. Her run on Avengers Assemble has had a few detractors, but personally I have been thoroughly enjoying it. I wasn’t fussed on the first eight issues (Bendis), but I’ve been enjoying DeConnick’s lighter take on the team. To be honest, I don’t really understand why they didn’t start at #1 with the writer change.
The main concern I have about this series (as with the newly relaunched Secret Avengers), is that some of the Marvel NOW! titles are trying a bit too hard to integrate elements from the MCU. Yeah, sure. We all want to know more about Natasha’s ‘ledger’, but that line was used one too many times in the Avengers movie, and has long outstayed its welcome. Particularly if you spend as much time as I do on tumblr.
But anyway, back to the good stuff. Anyone who gives Jessica Drew plenty of panels gets an A+ gold star from me. Secondly, while he’s still a complete douchebag, Tony is reasonably likeable. Let’s be honest here, Tony is my favourite character in the Marvel universe, mostly because he’s a complete asshole, but I do like to see him being a little more tolerable from time to time. Although I am a little concerned (yes this again) that Marvel is trying to make 616 Tony more like MCU Tony, which is a little irritating.
It definitely has a we’re who’s left in New York, let’s find some stuff to do vibe about it, which I rather like. Sometimes it’s nice to get away from the huge storylines, particularly with what’s going on in Avengers and New Avengers at the moment (seriously, how many books to we have to have running at once, guys?).
How about the art? Well there are some moments of pure genius here. Particularly Stefano Caselli’s work, which is gorgeous. I’m not sure exactly what it is about his work on this series, but it has a lot of appeal. Pete Woods has had the past couple of issues, and after Caselli’s, it’s a bit of a let down.
I’m really hoping we see some more of Steve, I think DeConnick could do a lot of good for a character I have a massive soft spot for. As she does in Captain Marvel, DeConnick plays brilliantly on the Carol and Steve: Bros element. I really disliked Hickman’s treatment of Cap in the first few issues of New Avengers, even if it did make for a a couple of great panels in Avengers #1, and seeing as he’s also currently trapped in Dimension Z (now where that fit’s into the timeline will be interesting), I think he deserves something a bit more lighthearted for a while.
So overall, Avengers Assemble is a worthwhile read, but don’t bother with the first eight issues.
The best of the rest
I think it pertinent to point out at this stage, that I don’t generally read X-Men books. I’m horribly picky when it comes to my comics, as is proven by my shunning of DC entirely, so you won’t see any X-Men team titles here.
It’s great for Bucky to have his own book, and this one is really pretty damn great. The art is consistently excellent, there tons of great guest appearances, and the storyline is compelling. While I’ve never really been a huge Bucky fan, I have definitely been enjoying this book.
I really don’t have much to say about the current Deadpool other than it’s just as hilarious and clever as you would expect. Also, there are resurrected evil zombie presidents. Why wouldn’t you read it?
This one is a brand new all girl book, and it’s only two issues in, but already proving to be a compelling read. If you’re going to buy any new book this year, definitely consider this one. With Valkyrie and Misty Knight leading the way, this is bound to be an excellent series.
Avengers vol 5
It’s a fun read, the art is nice (mostly – there are some problems with Jerome Opeña’s pointy faces occasionally) and I have been finding myself looking forward to the next issue. It’s good, but not great.
Age of Ultron
Another one that’s only two issues in, this event so far is looking pretty interesting. The art has been excellent and there’s some great action, but the first two issues were spent ultimately waiting for Steve to stop sulking in the corner and stand up.
And everything else…
There are a number of other books I’m pretty much just reading to stay in the loop. These include New Avengers (Illuminati, ugh), Captain America (twelve years in Dimension Z? Ruh-roh), Iron Man (I really, really can’t stand Greg Land’s art, his expression re-use is laughable), Secret Avengers (someone needs to remind Marvel that 616 is not the MCU), and The Avenging Spider-Man (I’ve gone off Spidey as a lead recently).
I’m working my way through FF, Fantastic Four, Daredevil, and a few of the current Ultimate Comics titles, but it’s a slow process.
So I hope that this post might encourage you to pick up a comic or two, particularly if you’re a girl. There are heaps of us on tumblr, but I’ve yet to meet another woman who is as into Marvel comics as I am (by meet, I mean IRL), and sometimes I just wish I had another person to geek out about Marvel with me.
Getting into comics can seem daunting, but there are heaps of resources out there to help you through, so if you’re keen but just a bit afraid of how much catching up you have to do, never fear! There are plenty of people on tumblr to point you in the right direction.
I know I’ve been terrible over the last year or so. I know, I know.
There are many reasons I haven’t been blogging. First of which, is that I just can’t think of anything to blog about. Because my brain is like, some kind of grey milkshake up in there. I’m pretty much operating on autopilot, and that doesn’t leave any room for creative and interesting blog posts.
So why is this post a love story? I dunno, I just thought it was a snappy title. No, seriously.
When I started this blog, I had grand ideas about telling stories about my life, and then I realised that I’m actually a bit crazy and wild sometimes, which probably isn’t appropriate for something linked to my professional(ish) persona. The rest of the time I’m just boring. Like really fucking boring.
Maybe this post should be titled ‘I sit in bed all day working and take five minute tumblr breaks every half hour’.
Since my last post I’ve moved house, and painted my fingernails. The rest of the stuff I’ve done has either been the aforementioned working/tumblr, or stuff that’s inappropriate for a non-anonymous blog.
So let’s talk about what I’m currently working on…
First off, I still have two novels on the go. I’m also working on a comic book, which is both exciting and ridiculously time consuming, considering I’m doing all the art for it too. Add this to any fanfic projects, and I seem to be spending a lot of time writing at the moment, which is great, but also sometimes just… exhausting. After a day of staring at a blank page, it’s difficult to carry on a conversation with your loved ones.
Next, I’m practising with a Wacom tablet, which isn’t going so well. I think in my over caffeinated state, my hand is too wobbly for something so sensitive. So I continue to practice, but any artwork for the comic looks like it’s going to be completed in the traditional way with pencil and ink.
Lastly, I’ve been painting a lot the last week or so, in the hopes of building up enough of a body of work to go traipsing around the local galleries. I’ve been looking at selling online, but the amount of rubbish out there just seems to be devaluing the quality work, so I’m not sure if it’s worth it. Opinions would be appreciated on that front. I’m also considering getting prints done, so I’m looking into websites for that too. This would be a lot easier if I could find the power cord for my scanner!
So, I leave you with a small gallery of art, and the empty feeling that reading a boring crappy blog post tends to foster in one’s brain. Perhaps tomorrow I shall write something worthwhile, but right now I’m still drawing a mind blank.