- Two new fictions for you readers because why not. (aka I might still be broke and jobless but I still write)
@8 hours ago
#writing #fiction #free #Johnny Foreigner #blood red shoes #alcopop
- The new Johnny Foreigner is so beautiful and fast and riff-y and it makes me all “I don’t care about being broke and jobless let’s take the world with a guitar or two”. One day I’ll write something about them too, because “world + significance= magic”
- Similar things with the new Blood Red Shoes album
- I really want to share that cool job itw anecdote about how I got itw’d and been refused the role for something that wasn’t in the job spec but I already spammed Twitter about it
- Four weeks
The thing when working at home (yes, I don’t have a lot of money coming, but I work) is to avoid distractions. Tumblr, you’re an amazing place but you’re a distraction. Well, you also gave me my next article idea so really I should count you as research.
On a more personal note, this week has been very interesting again. I have my ups and downs, and I tend to confuse overwhelm with sadness/depression, but y’know, finally seeing the light. I thank my people for that.
Is it lunchtime yet?
@1 week ago
@3 weeks ago with 138 notes
Thinking of this today.
This was probably the first comic that the vast majority of the core anglophile comic audience would have seen of ours. It was basically our advert for PHONOGRAM: RUE BRITANNIA. It’s basically the “hello” of both the book, but also me as a writer and (to a lesser degree - he had LONG HOT SUMMER under his belt) Jamie as an artist. Hello, this is what we do, join us.
The odd thing about it, which I was kinda aware of then, but doubly so now is how… confident it feels. This is not nervous, or at least, not as nervous as it should be.
(The actual first issue of RUE BRITANNIA? That was nervous, clearly driven by a twitchy anxious fear that shit we’re going to be found out that we don’t know what the fuck we’re doing.)
Killer Early McKelvie expression in the last panel as well.
Eight years later, still perfect.
This is how classics live.