Back From Harrogate
Good to catch up with everyone again. Grandpa Wignall’s occasional wild outbursts a highlight as ever.
Was shitting myself as the Balloon Game kicked off, but once the initial ‘justify yourself’ part was over (and I’d been punted out almost unanimously as a pantomime villain-standard-of-evil Spillane), had great fun. Never thought I’d get to use the phrase “we can’t have darkies running around the English countryside” in front of 200 people. And even that didn’t top Stuart’s sock puppet raven and overall performance, which had me close to collapsing with hysterics.
Good stuff.
Here’s The Tower…
My first stab at HDR/exposure-combining (for those amongst you with no idea what I mean, that’s one exposure for the sky, which would otherwise be much brighter and with blown highlights, and one for the church, which would otherwise be too dark and lose all its shadow detail, combined in one pic).
It’s perhaps more obvious in the colour version.
Upgrading
I’ve altered the appearance of The Other Place for one, possibly final (within the foreseeable future anyway) time. Never really happy with the last look, so I think this is a better bet.
Keep an eye out for developments content-wise - that ?downloads? link at the top will eventually lead somewhere and you might find it interesting.
That?s if it?s not all terribly broken, of course.
Silence
Also, I dearly wish my upstairs neighbour didn’t spend three hours a day murdering ‘Trouble’ and ‘Imagine’ on what sounds, through the ceiling, like a tinny Casio keyboard. It takes a lot to murder a Coldplay song - how much worse can you make them sound, after all? - but somehow, he manages it.
Three hours a day.
Help.
I Remember This…
It’s easy to forget how tricky it can be starting to think out a new book. The terrible emptiness of one’s brainpan, the sheer random meaninglessness of notes made earlier. I’d gotten as far as beginning to map out something vaguely coherent when an entirely different idea came to me last night and I might - its marketability allowing - go for that instead.
One thing that it looks like I will be trying is a side project - not two books at once, but one purely as a couple of hundred words a day kinda hobby - currently in my notebook as GODSLAYER.
My mum would be so proud.
Me, Myself And My Basement Wall
John’s basement lighting in moody self portrait shock.
Comics Capsule Review
Tales of the FEAR Agent remains one of the finest currently running series around.







