Oh, little Ariana. You are going to be making that face a whole bunch more as time goes on. And so will I if I have to draw too many more pages of grass. (I’m kidding, it’s actually kind of a relief to do something loose; it’s just a pain to ink all those blades.)
And hey check it out, kids, if you order a copy of Bite Me! between now and Christmas you get a free drawing inside. If you order the fancy package that already includes a drawing, well! In addition to a drawing of one of the main characters you ALSO will get the complimentary addition of a chicken looking on at them. I know how to bring it.
Hey hey hey, guess what I got sixteen boxes of in the mail today? If you guessed it was sixteen boxes of the second printing of Bite Me!, then you win!
As an extra “thank you” to everybody who ordered while the book was reprinting, trusting all the while that I was not going to run off to Cabo with their hard-earned $15, I’m including a nifty print I whipped up just for the occasion. I promised “Claire and Lucien bein’ silly”, and lo, hopefully this qualifies:
Oh, those crazy kids. Two peas in a pod, really. A dead, bloodsucking pod.
It will be a delightful 6×10.5 inches so I can slip it into your book order all handy-like. If I have any left over, I’ll put the extras online next week for those who might be interested.
Happy Bastille Day, gang!
Celebrate by swinging by the store and purchasing your very own sluttypants lineup of revolutionaries!
Or you could organize a mob and storm a prison containing only a half dozen rather well-treated white collar criminals and a couple of psychotics and aristocratic perverts. Hey, if you do anything as productive as writing the Declaration of the Rights of Man afterwards, we’ll call it a win.
One of my favorite forgotten underlying causes of the French Revolution; financial stress caused by the military expense of saving our punk little revolutionary butts over here in America. Yes, without the support of poor King Louis XVI, we Yanks would be spelling ‘honor’ with a u and paying for things with currency depicting the Queen’s corgis instead of mystical freedom pyramids.
So, my fellow Americans, any time some bellicose fellow says something rash about the French in your presence, gently remind him that France took it in the teeth for us back in 1776, which in turn sparked off the upheaval of the revolution, which eventually gave rise to European nationalism, from whence came those pesky World Wars. Then prepare to run, very quickly.
In the meantime, raise a glass, tear open a baguette, and buy a print, mordi!
I spent most of my working time this weekend putting together the Family Man website move/redesign. With the assistance of Mr. Tyler Martin it will hopefully come out looking very classy and atmospheric! And all in one place, so you’re not obliged to scoot around addresses to read the blessed thing.
BUT all work and no play makes Dylan a cranky girl, so I finally let myself color what I called the Revolutionary Hotties print.
Here’s the current draft of the near-finished project (click it for full-size):
Yes. I went there. It’ll be on sale starting sometime this week in the store, to commemorate Bastille Day and the brave, idealistic, occasionally evil, but always charismatic men who gave their heads for the Revolution. I salute them! And their cute little butts.
I know you want some 18th century man-meat on your wall. You so do. ADMIT IT.
I haven’t quite settled on the dimensions – 8 x 16? Meredith has warned me that I will rue the day I try to ship anything longer than 12 inches on a side, but dammit I never claimed to be smart, and I kind of adore poster tubes. What say you, internet.
In about twelve hours and change, the fabulous Katie Lane and I will be getting up to hop a plane (or planes, rather) to New York.
We’ll be there close to a week, ostensibly for the Museum of Comic and Cartoon Art (MoCCA) festival on the 6th and 7th, but also to eat lots of food, see plays on the cheap, poke around museums, and just generally make nuisances of ourselves.
During the festival, I’ll be at table 517 with Klio from SPQR Blues! I’ll have books and minicomics and a few other things for giveaway – please stop by and say hello! I am very friendly and I will write silly things inside your book.
Speaking of books, I’ve sent out almost all Bite Me! orders at this point – less than a dozen orders have been delayed due to reprinting of some sold out art, shirts, and a slight shortage of spoons (who’d have thought). But odds are that if you paid online, your package is on the way as of this evening. Hurray! It feels good to be mostly caught up. International orders have all gone out as well,with only a few exceptions like the above.
It does make me feel ridiculous charging folks the $15 US it can cost to send a book overseas, but it’s also no fun to eat the mailing expense – if somebody in the UK knows of a decent small press distributor who’d be up for taking on my UK, Commonwealth, and European orders, I’d be interested in connecting. It would be a pretty light task all things considered.
And now: packing! See you all in New York, and I’ll see the rest of you online when I get home. It’s gonna be one crazy little summer, and I look forward to it.
(There might be a half page of Family Man tonight. To settle my nerves, if nothing else.)