In the wake of the reMarkable2's fall from utility, I’ve switched over (switched back, technically) to Baron Fig's Confidant Plus notebooks. I’ve used the flagship size for years, but found them too small to replicate the systems I'd developed in the rm2 (namely, scribbling rough drafts and word salads to find some rhythmic combination that speaks to me in addition to my journals and etc). Plus size (blank, as that’s the only thing available) seems like this is the best fit for my writing needs. Bonus: the CP is the same size as the rm2 so it fits in the leather folio I had been using for the digital chickenscratching. So far so good.
As brilliant as the show is, FX’s SHOGUN will, after last night's episode, forever hold a special place in my heart for gifting my vocabulary the line "milk-dribbling fucksmear."
return of the comics org project
Now that I've figured out the ultimate mystery – how to add more comics to The Paintshop without removing the dogchildrens' couch – I'm bringing one box of the castoffs back downstairs and integrating them back into The Collection. Currently, a re-education of the ins and outs of 90's Image and Valiant that 40+yo me had forgotten, much to early-teen me's dismay including: didn't know that Grant Morrison wrote two issues of SPAWN (I believe they were Greg Capullo's first work on the title); that NINJAK wasn't terrible at all – and that Bryan Hitch pencilled YEARBOOK No. 1; that Valiant went through a lot of writers and artists in a short period of time, much to the detriment of what were some intriguing concepts; and that Mark Bagley has been a rock of an artist since his NEW WARRIORS days. Side note: this is part of not only the grand cleaning out of the upstairs room which is, essentially, my archive of dead family members’ papers and belongings, my castoff comics, clothing, and my heavy bag, but also a small project I’m considering for here. Percolating.
