Blog: Mark II
It’s the first post, so I’ll keep this short. We all know I never will again.
2009 had us all by the tenderest areas, squeezing the dangling, metaphorical junk of our lives in merciless hands with fingers that were way too cold. But that’s done now. We’ve evolved. All of us have moved on, temporally-speaking. You. Me. Some jerk over there. We’re past it now.
One of the things I needed to do with the ascension to 2010 was start a blog that didn’t suck. See, if it doesn’t suck, then I’ll want to update it more – and a large part of why it sucked was because of where it was. Once you get to 20 you start to feel a bit icky being on MySpace, right? Once you pass 25, you begin to feel the same way about LiveJournal. At least, I sure did.
So here’s the deal.
I’m going to let this pointless opening post stew here for a day or two, growing lumpen and fetid in its foul juices, and then I’ll actually try to update this bad boy more than once per decade, as my various friends, colleagues and random internet scum are forever telling me to do. It’s almost a minor form of selling out; trying to meet their demands for once – the fine art of jumping through the occasional hoop. It goes against my instinctive slacker lifestyle, and that makes it hard to justify. And yet, it’s happening.
“Never compromise,” Rorschach said, “even in the face of Armageddon.”
Well, he was a crazy asshole who didn’t wash, and a naked man made him explode into crimson mush. So screw what Rorschach said. I go to different parties, where stuff like that isn’t likely to happen to me. We walk in different circles. And I’m way better looking.
At the moment, I’m working on a weird (and curiously personal) back and forth discussion with Dan Abnett, chewing over our relative writing jazz with Black Library. It’ll be on the relaunched BL website, whenever that eventually comes to pass. When is the relaunch? Good question. At this stage, if it beats Jesus out for the Second Coming, I’ll consider it a victory.
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