vanna the trucklet
New trucklet (my new favorite word), a 2024 Ford Maverick XLT Hybrid, arrived today. Named her Vanna. Much excite - though I will admit, I did miss my grandfather today: wish he could have seen her.
sebastian fiumara
First piece of original art I’ve added to The Collection, and it’s a beautiful one, page eight of DETECTIVE COMICS, No.982. Fiumara is incredible:
I’ve started adding soy sauce to my morning omelette and cooking it in a Tamagoyaki pan and goodgod is it delicious. Nice to know that after thousands of morning omelettes, I can still find and be surprised by new tastes.
something new
Been a long time coming, but today feels as good a day as any to commit it here (so I can possibly undo it by Sunday's newsletter, but I doubt I will, not this time): I'm stopping work on MainFictionThing and moving on to something new.
I love the characters and the story, but I can't crack it, and, more importantly, I feel no connection to it, no spark, none of the important, unwritten things to make it at least semi-compelling to a reader. It feels like a relic of a former me, a time – among other things – when the most important person in my life for the entirety of it was still alive.
As I'm moving on with other aspects of my life, it's time to move on with this one too, into something new. The something new is percolating, and I need more time to process it, but I think it'll work; all I know is that I've little interest at present in long-term, long-form projects, fiction or non–: the weekly SHORTBOX MEMORY REVUE pod is part of it, but not the whole of it.
Aiming to have a better picture of it by Sunday's MacroParentheticals. In the meantime, the only way to get that clearer picture is to play with sketches and fingerpaints and see what comes.