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Tons of Zine Reviews!

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Some of the ‘zines I picked up at DC Zinefest

Now that I’ve had a chance to sit down and actually read the zines I picked up at DC Zinefest last weekend, here are some quick reviews (clockwise from upper left in the photo).

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 Mt. Olyphant is a graphic novel in eight parts — only the first installment is available just yet — written by Zack Ziemba and illustrated by Christine Skelly.  This is the tale of Paul Tomarchio, a mythology scholar who wakes up in a mental hospital  only to find that the doctors, patients and staff are all figures from Greek mythology.  Is Paul frightfully insane, or is he seeing the machinery behind the curtain of reality?  The production value is perfect and professional, the writing is skilled and original, and the artwork is inspired.  I was blown away!  If the quality holds up until the end, this thing could and should win awards.  Buy yourself a copy here.  You won’t be disappointed!  (A+)

Felis Leon is a short story written and illustrated by Christine Skelly.  My only criticism is that the language is overblown in a few places, just a little too over the top.  But this is offset by great art and superb allegory.  Whether or not Skelly was aware of the alchemical symbolism she was using I can’t say.  But the colors of the internal illustrations — red, magenta, purple — are analogous to the rubedo phase of alchemy sometimes called “the purpling,” the final stage of transformation toward achievement of the Great Work.  And the protagonists?  The peacock and the lion?  Deeply symbolic and compelling.  Joseph Campbell could give a talk on this little gem.  Download available here.  Highly recommended.  (A)

Next we have two pieces from the G. E. Gallas collection.  The first is The Poet and the Flea which, like Mt. Olyphant, is a graphic novel being released in installments.  How in the world could you not love a graphic novelization of the life of William Blake?  Holy Urizen!  I’m no Blake scholar, but I’ve got my feet wet on the subject of England’s mad poet, and Gallas is doing a banging job.  And the courage to tackle Blake!  Are you serious?  One of the most studied poets in history?   This thing is fascinating, and she clearly loves her subject. “A tree filled with angels, their light blinding, their wings bespangling every bough like stars.”  Go and get some.  (A+).

The second piece from G. E. Gallas is The First Reich.  This teaser for a graphic novel in development is written by Shannon Brady and illustrated by Gallas.  It tackles the subject of the whacko genius Wilhelm Reich.  For those of you who are unacquainted with Reich, he was a highly educated and respected psychoanalyst who also believed in a cosmic energy known as “orgone.”  Because Reich’s writings are the only ones ever ordered to be destroyed by a U.S. court, he is a darling of the occult and conspiracy theory crowd (and how do I know this?  Back when I joined the Richmond League of Occult Research and Education they had just finished building an Orgone Cloud Buster based on Reich’s plans).  I love the subject, and both writing and artwork are solid.  Recommended (A).

FPOON skate ‘zine.  This is a skate ‘zine, which means that it is, well, a skate ‘zine.  Fragmented.  All over the place.  Funny as hell.  But what makes this one different is the high production value, the color pages, the brains, and the political savvy.  Blending fact and fiction, the serious and silly, this one was much more than I thought it would be.  Check these guys out on Tumblr.  I was impressed.  (B+)

Queer Witch #1. This is a ‘zine in the classic mold — intentionally low production value and purposely offensive — which basically means I have to give it a thumbs up.   I get the impression that issue #1 is a manifesto issue and that subsequent ones will have more actual witchcraft content.  Explicit artwork, swear-filled, transgressive, and refreshing.  It’s a little bit screamy, but if you want to shake up your perspective, buy it.   Unfortunately there is nothing in/on this ‘zine to indicate where you can get a copy.  Maybe you could tweet Kaitlin “Boomboom” Froom and find out?  (B)

One of the biggest surprises this year was the stuff I got from Kelly Chick.  I liked everything I picked up — a vertical folded booklet called Stop Having Boyfriends (“we made too much eye contact for it to ever be platonic/i always get out of the car just a little too fast”), and two quarter-sheet booklets called dear kelly…love kelly and Contextual Awareness (“you just want someone to rub your head until you fall asleep”).  She tabled next to me and she was charming.  She gave away a whole backpack full of free stuff.  People like her reinforce my belief that life is completely not pointless.  No website listed.  Maybe if you email her she’ll send you stuff.

Abraxas by Marta Lapczynski (Fat Heart Press 2013, perfect-bound, 50 pages).  The most expensive item I bought this year, and worth the $8.00 price tag.  This is classic NY stream prose poesy — grimy, gutsy, Ginsbergian, nerve-jangling shit.  Non-traditional construction sometimes hides her message rather than reveals it, and at times I wished she just wrote her story ‘straight.’  Still, Lapczynski should be very proud of what she’s done in this stunning little tome: “We’ve always been on the brink of losing our jobs.  We were born walking the line, took our first holy breaths already mid-collapse.”  She’s “swimming depths and waiting deep.” Fat Heart Press is now Elation Press.  Get yours here. (A+)

Quiet Desperation: A Zine about Heist Movies needs a better cover.  How can you put a 7th grade piece of art (no offense?) on the front of a doctoral thesis on the subject of heist movies?  Luke Stacks has produced a 28-page half-fold booklet full of real deal film criticism that’s comprehensive, educated, and professional.  At the end he promises to go even deeper in subsequent issues?  How?  This ain’t a ‘zine — it’s a reference book.  Put it on your shelf next to your Oxford English Dictionary and your Brittanica.  And he included Run Lola Run so he gets extra points.  Email Luke and I’m sure he’ll hook you up. (A+)

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That’s all my reviews for this year!

DC Zinefest Weekend 2014

My dried up carcass sitting behind my somewhat-less-than-popular table

My dried up carcass sitting behind my moderately popular table

When I heard about DC Zinefest I wanted to go.  Problem is, I hate to drive.  Four hours in the truck for a six hour event didn’t equate to my maths, if you know what I mean.  So I talked to my honey, and we decided to throw our sixteen-year-old young ‘un into the gas guzzler and make a weekend of it.

We got there Friday around eight o’clock.  At that point our thinking was amazingly clear after a full day of work and two hours on 95 North: we decided to go and see the various monuments at night, which none of had ever done before, while the crowds were reduced.

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Let me preface this next part by saying that, when it comes to the great patriotic monuments, I am pretty jaded and cynical.  I didn’t expect any part of our excursion to be poignant or touching.  So I was surprised by my reaction to the Lincoln Memorial.  I was profoundly moved (although I did make a Megatron joke on Twitter as we left).  There was something about the place that stirred me.  I’ve always had a hearty respect for Lincoln — the rangy wrestler, the great orator, the gentle and eloquent beanpole  whose bodyguards carried brass knuckles — and I felt like I was standing beside his ghost.

The next day was DC Zinefest of course.  It was a great time (as all Zinefests are) with lots of cool people and a huge crowd.  When I say “huge” I mean that it was literally shoulder-to-shoulder trying to get to the restroom.  Packed.  At some points even jammed.

If you’ve never been to a Zinefest, you should really try one.  These things are direct-from-brain-to-paper publishing extravaganzas, unfiltered, unmoderated, creativity tsunamis.  If you’re a writer, a Zinefest is a great way to get some inspiration.  Kind of like grabbing a naked, 220-volt imagination wire.  Hats off to Dirk and Ari and all of the organizers for their hard work, dedication, and success.

Just like I did after RVA Zinefest last year, I’ll be writing a separate post to review all of the great ‘zines I came home with.  Give me time to read ’em, will ya?

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Sunday we went to the Smithsonian Natural History Museum.  There was a moment of drama as we walked up to the door and I saw the security checkpoint sign.  I always walk around with a pocket knife, and I forgot to leave it in my vehicle back in the parking garage.  Ooops.  Had to surreptitiously bury it in the mulch outside.  Luckily it was still there when we left and I was able to retrieve it.  Losing a $100 knife would’ve sucked.

I’m sure I’ve been there before when I was kid or something, but it didn’t sink in.  You appreciate this kind of thing much more when you’re an adult.   Here’s a selection of pictures that really don’t do the place justice.  It’s free and it’s great, but not awesome.  Lots of the displays are copies, and there is no obvious traffic flow pattern in any of the halls.  Which means that you have people going every which way, and on a Sunday afternoon, that’s just crazy.  Still tons of fun though.

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So that’s the trip in a nutshell.  Next post: ‘zine reviews!

Vacation Sketch

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Last week I went to upstate NY on vacation to visit relatives.  Not a place I’d want to live — too remote and far too cold in winter — but it’s beautiful country.  And a nice place to get a break from Virginia’s heat.

Here are some of the sketches I did as I was looking out over the St. Lawrence River.

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What is “Indie?”

Noted philosopher Popeye Descartes, famous for his statement, "I think therefore I yam what I yam."

Noted philosopher Popeye Descartes, famous for his statement, “I think therefore I yam what I yam.”

I was recently accused of not being “indie.”  I could not have been more surprised and taken aback.  It felt like that earthquake a couple years back.  After thirty seconds of “What the hell is going on?” I finally figured out the earth was moving.

I got my feet under me fast and choked down my old man routine.  I wanted to say, “Listen Sonny, I was indie before the word was even invented.  I was self-publishing before you were born,  you snot-nosed little…” but I didn’t.  I very politely pointed out some of my indie street cred and got on with my day.  I didn’t convince him — I just won the argument.  Wherever he is, he still thinks I’m not “indie.”

Looking back, I feel stupid for letting that punk put me on the defensive and for giving a damn.   And I still wonder what it is about me that makes him think I’m not indie.

Am I not indie because I actually want to people to buy and read my stuff?  Because I respect my audience, consider them customers, and want to someday support myself by writing books?  Is it because I have an eBook in the top 20 at Barnes and Noble?  Or is it because I don’t wear deep-vee t-shirts or sleep in my parents’ basement?  Am I too old or too cheerful?  Too suburban?

I think that Mr. Indie E. Purist (his middle initial stands for “elitist”) must have been distracted by my clean shave, my mortgage, my lawn, or by my grand-kids.  He thinks that “indie” is about fashion, age, style, how much money you make, or how much money you want to make.  He doesn’t know that “indie” is simply short for “independent.”   I don’t have an agent, a publishing contract, or any endorsements.  I do not answer to editors, focus groups, C-level execs, stockholders, or investors.  I think that’s pretty damned “indie.”

And yes, to be honest, I’d love to land a publishing contract.  I’d like to have a book that I’m proud of on bookstore shelves all over the globe.  But even if that happens, I’ll never stop putting out my own stuff, unfiltered and raw, straight onto the web through cool partners like Smashwords.   If that happens — if I have one foot in traditional publishing and one foot in independent publishing — will I still be “indie?”

Who cares?

As long as I’m writing what I want, saying what I want, and doing what I want, Mr. Indie Purist can call me whatever he likes.  Hell, he can call me Popeye Descartes.

I think therefore I yam what I yam.

 

I Broke into the Top 10?

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The Cabal Fang Martial Arts Manual at #4 in Martial Arts, top downloads

As I mentioned the other day, my eBook sales are up markedly.  So I decided to go and see if I made the Top 100 anywhere.

Obviously it’s my martial arts books that are most popular — and I’m very proud and excited about that — but I’m a little bummed about my how my fiction is performing.  Do I suck at fiction?  Or is it just that I’m a smaller fish in a larger pond when it comes to the fiction market?

Hopefully The 14th Mansion will break out and change all that.  Fingers crossed.  Release day is tomorrow, and the anticipation is killing me…

Reblog This!

This is my best hypnotic face...when I snap my fingers you are going to reblog this post...

This is my best hypnotic face…when I snap my fingers you are going to reblog this post…

As you know (how could you not, what with my non-stop screaming) I have a new eBook dropping on 7/1.  And I want everyone on the third planet from the Sun to go preorder it at B&N, iTunes, Smashwords, etc. And I’m asking you (actually I’m begging) to help me get the word out.

Did you just say, “What’s in it for me?” Well, glad you asked!  All you have to do is reblog this and I’ll add your blog name to the dedication of my next book. So, actually, you’re kind of supporting yourself.

Make sense?

Yeah, it kind of does, doesn’t it? So go ahead: reblog this!

The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

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“The Little Prince” by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

I’m a big fan of Saint-Exupéry.  Wind, Sand and Stars is one of my absolute favorite books, and I had been meaning to read The Little Prince for a long time.  I finally got around to it last week.

I was not disappointed, to say the least.  It is another masterpiece.

Saint-Exupéry’s strength is in his ability to uncover a truly original nugget of wisdom and to deliver it to the reader with touching beauty and sincerity.  In Wind, Sand and Stars the nugget was “The meaning of life is not discovered; it is constructed.”  In The Little Prince it is “All that is essential is invisible to the eye.”  As I tell you these nuggets I know, and I want you to know, that I have given nothing away.  Grasping the true wisdom of these aphorisms is impossible without reading the books; and the beauty of the books, in keeping with the wisdom of the latter quote, is invisible to the eye.

Although The Little Prince is often billed as a children’s book, it seems to me better suited to adults.  Well, maybe not “better suited.”  Let’s just say that there is lots going on in The Little Prince that kids just aren’t going to get.  But if they did, it would be a better world we live in.

Sweetening the Release Day Pot

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Don’t sit there like a bump on a log. Preorder my book!  Re-blog!  Re-tweet!

Last week I announced that my new book The 14th Mansion releases on all the major eBook outlets on July 1st.  I started a promotion — free downloads of the two previous novels for everyone who pre-books (<—click here for links to the most popular sites).

Now I’m sweetening the deal.

If you re-blog this post, or re-tweet the tweet below, I’ll add your name (or twitter handle) to the dedication of my next book! 

Look, this is your chance at a slice of immortality.  And, if that’s not enough, when I hit the big time — I’m on the NY Times Bestseller list, sitting across the desk from Jimmy Fallon and what-not — you can say “You know that writer who hosted SNL last night?  He dedicated a book to me!”

So go ahead.  Prebook.  Put your name in the comments over here and get your free downloads.  Re-blog and re-tweet so you can live forever in a book dedication.  All for the low, low price of $3.99.

Looky What Came in the Mail

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These here are the companion books to the best ruttin’ TV show in the ‘verse.

Well I’ll be a ching-wah tsao duh liou mahng — look what showed up in my mailbox!

I could resist no more.  Had to cave in and buy used copies of the Firefly companion books at Alibris (great site by the way, and a super alternative to the evil Blue Sun/Alliance outlet).

If you haven’t read these books, what they are are copies of the scripts tons of other stuff thrown in — interviews, pictures, war stories, prop details, and all manner of wonders of interest to the dedicated Firefly fan.

Hours and hours of reading and re-reading pleasure await me…