New cover art is in! Here it is kids!

Changes from the last draft you may notice: Anglicized spelling, added some word stuff on the back part, for some reason the previews responded poorly to the color, so green it is. And yes those are antlers you see.
The printer has the art and should have the proof for me to look at in about a week.
As Ever,

A

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[originally posted here]

I figure now that American Gods has come out, I should start teasing the second most anticipated premier of the season.

So take a look:

There will be changes to this. I’ve already sent my notes in and the final version should be posted soon.

As for the insides, formatting is complete and as soon as cover art is done we’re off to the races.
As Ever,

A

[Originally Posted Here]

Today. Printers.

Not the kind you have in your house, but the kind that is a company made by people who have, well… fancy printers.

This is one of the big hurdles we tackled last winter. I’ve been through several over the past year that did not work out for one reason or another. Luckily one of my dear Emmy winning friends, Meghan Gedris (a brilliant artist and all around good human -well mostly human anyway – who just launched her latest project here and who’s work you can check out here. Snigger Warning: NSFW.), connected me with the outfit she used for her most recent books and they are fantastic.

This begins the process by which a mess of ones and zeros becomes a flesh and bone book.

The first step is figuring out formatting, then making decisions on things like physical dimension, materials, and what kind of blood sacrifice we need to make to which gods. Y’know, all the things a proper publisher usually does for you.
And a bit of art,

In the meantime, I reached out to a few people about cover art and have finally settled on a designer. We’re throwing ideas at the wall. I will give you something to look at in a week at the outside.
Oh also, the title… It’s floating out there somewhere on the internet, but you’ll see it when the art comes in.

 

As ever

A

Well Guess What

Posted: 25 April, 2017 in Uncategorized
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[Originally Posted Here]

So, here’s an announcement I’ve been putting off.

It’s happening.

Like absolutely for sure as anything can be considering the state of the world happening.

And it’s happening soon. Like counting in weeks soon.

Over the past few months backstage things have been taking place that I’ve been dying to tell you. I wish I’d been able to keep you all more in the loop, but after all the delays, I wanted to be sure it was a real before getting hopes (mostly mine) up.

In the coming month, expect to see me posting updates about twice a week. I know I’m being vague at the moment, but details will arrive much sooner that N. Korea’s ICBM’s.

As we get closer to release I will be busy working on fulfillment and planning the release. So to be sure information gets out regularly, I’m setting this page to pretty much run on autopilot. This means information will lag a bit from real-time. Many of the things I’ll be telling you have already happened, so don’t be surprised when something I say will take three weeks happens in one.

Thank you all for your support and patience.

See you soon

As ever

A

 

PS: If you don’t know what I’m talking about, follow the link at the top of the page.

 

So Delphi and I went to the Art Institute a while back to see a lecture from a doctoral candidate on the miniature houses of the Thorne room, because that is actually the kind of shit we do on dates (for reals though, no irony, them shits is pretty cool and you should go check them out). We are self-aware enough to know that this is kind of a weird way to spend a Saturday afternoon and on the train ride there we started joking about what kind of people would actually be there and made a list to check off when we found them. Here’s the list:

 

A precocious kid and cool parent

College student for extra credit

Hipsters/unemployed twenty somethings here to pick up art students

A Recently retired dude that doesn’t know what to do with his free time

An old lady with membership that will go to anything

House wife who feels neglected by her spouse and is probably already drinking wine

Best friend and family members of the speaker there to show support

A foreign tourist that came for something in but got roped into the lecture by accident because they didn’t know what it was
not found

A couple, only one of the two is enthusiastic about this
Not found

SAIC student who has changed her major three times

Manic Pixie Dram Girl looking for a boring white guy to bring whimsy and joy to.
Not Found (damn)

A High Powered career woman who’s crying on the inside

Middle age couple nearing divorce, here on the orders from couples’ counselling
not found

Family with grown children dragged here by one visiting parent
not found

 

And here are some people we saw that we didn’t think of before we got there:

An old widow and her best friend

A mother and daughter trying to reconnect for the sake of the next generation

A lonely guy… Like really really lonely

And old gay couple

Our Doppelgangers

A young mother trying to keep her baby quiet

Broish students there playing a drinking game

Wealthy, self-important patrons

Overly enthusiastic fan who hold the lecturer hostage WAY too long after the presentation

 

 

Warning: Contains Language,

 

I’ve been watching people, thinking of Orlando, of the recent shootings. It reminds me of a whole host of other national tragedies. People are always looking for someone to blame in the aftermath.

I’m part of many ‘communities’. Some in the meatspace and some here on the interwebs. I don’t always feel that I belong in some of them. Sometimes these communities appear to be at odds with one another. When that feels true and you don’t want to believe that community speaks for you. You forget that it goes both ways, that you’re a part of the community, one made up for individuals, and you speak for them too.

I play video games. I play a lot less than I used to, but I grew up playing games and when I was young many of my friends and I were definitely part of the gaming community. These days, most of the time I play I’m playing online with other humans, humans I don’t know and there’s no shortage of hate speech in that of the internet.

Here are a few things people have actually said in game to me (apologies, hate speech ahead).

Homophobic language is by far the most common:
“that’s such a gay ass move! Buncha faggots”

And I distinctly remember this charming request:
“can you fucking jews stop taking all my gold”

The worst of the stuff I see is a little less common, but it’s hardly an isolated incident. This is an actual transcript of a conversation I had with a teammate:

Player 1: God I hate you fucking niggers
Me: Dude, W T Fuck?!?!?! not ok!
P1: too bad its true, nigger.
Me /all: Report P1 hate speech, calling teammates “n**gers”.
P1 /all: ur all lazy and don’t do shit to help. Makes you niggers.
M3 /all: Muted reported

When this happens, there’s only so much I can do about it. It’s so common I’ve got a rote response to this kind of talk. I say it’s not appropriate. Sometimes I explain why (I say sometimes, because it’s often obvious or the person is beyond my help).  Sometimes I mute them and sometimes, if the person is on my team, I stop playing altogether “because I refuse to help bigots win at anything” I say. There are things that trump beating strangers on the internet at a game.

Sadly enough, doing this is more likely to result in my account being penalized for going AFK than anything else. At the end of the match I can report the incident and on the very rare occasion it does result in any action (the game notifies you if someone you reported is penalized) I get the small dopamine rush from foolishly thinking I did something to help. Most of the time I just have to shake it off and tell myself it’s just some asshole on the internet, pay no heed, don’t feed the trolls, but the thing is, ‘some assholes on the internet’ are a huge part of the problem.

At some point in our online lives, most of us learn to tune out certain groups of people. The Klan, The WBC, the Family Research Council, and other “fringe” groups, but it’s the everyday cruelties that’ll wear a person down.

No – it wasn’t that ONE guy saying faggot that made all those teenager kill themselves; not that one times someone all caps screamed racial slurs that got Dylan Roof to attack that church. It was that those were one of a thousand times they heard it, each one a brick dropped into a rowboat till it finally sinks. It takes a thousand of them or more and when they’re tossed in faster than you throw them out, when they keep hitting you faster than you can shake them off, that’s when people die. It’s not that one word, it’s the thousand that came before it and the thousand that will come after it.

And OUR community is a part of the problem. WE have to fix it. This is a community that is brought together by something that is supposed to be fun, games. It’s our job to make it a safe place for all people. Because every one of those words that happen on our games, on our screens, in our chat logs, those words are on us.

 

There’s something that always struck me as problematic about Monsters Inc.

So the monsters have the technology to convert both the laughter and screams of humans into energy.

By the end of the movie, the monsters realize humans aren’t a dangerous biological contaminate, which is why they kept their existence hidden from humans and only interacted with children, as they wouldn’t be believed by grown up humans (presumably even though almost all human children see these monsters, they are all gaslighted as they grow up into thinking it was all their imagination). So why don’t they share that technology with us?

They do have a vested interest in our survival as a species (I would guess if they could somehow use any less complex and possibly dangerous animal than humans they would) and we are ever more swiftly driving ourselves to extinction with our own energy consumption vis-à-vis climate change. We could easily solve this energy crisis by installing this the in amusement parks and comedy clubs, not only settling the matter of climate change, but also the potential for resource wars and other global conflicts in the future.

In exchange for the technology (and look I understand they still would probably not want to share their dimension jumping doors and I’m fine with taking a pass on that because humans), we could set up some kind of sharing system to meet their energy needs as well, as we could farm this fuel far more efficiently than their current operation of one scream (or laugh) at a time.

So what gives?

What gives is that those monsters are selfish short-sighted bastards! I bet their politicians are in the pocket of big Screams and a simple plan like this would mean those factories would close costing the bosses millions of monster dollars. It just goes to show the evils of capitalism exist in all worlds.