Everything I have is down in pawn

Alright, it's been a fucking while, so what?

I've been to Morocco since the last time I posted, which was extremely interesting, not as relaxing as I thought it might be, and a little scary. So on the whole it was a positive and worthwhile experience. However, for the extensive low down on that sojourn the best place to head is Heather's blog, which is crammed with great pictures of our time.

I borrowed some books from the library to try and get through in between looking for jobs and trying to set up radio stations (best not to ask right now). These were:

J.D. Sallinger - For Esme - With Love and Squalor

Kurt Vonnegut - The Sirens of Titan

Phillip K. Dick - Do Androids Dream of Electric Sleep?

Graham Greene - Our Man In Havana

So mostly American novels.

I also filled in another couple of gaps from my Sandman gallery, by purchasing Doll's House, Fables and Reflections and the stand alone Endless Nights. I've read Doll's House already, which is great, as always, and has more of the beloved Corinthian, who is one creepy and charismatic bastard. He has teeth where his eyes should be and he eats the eyes of others, especially those of rent boys. Well, since you insist, here he is as he appears in The Kindly Ones:

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Speaking of The Kindly Ones, it's still my favourite Sandman so far, which is really saying something, because they're all excellent. The art really stands out compared to the others; despite the gravitas of it's events, it being the virtual climax of the Sandman storyline (with The Wake acting as a kind of summing up book), the artist chosen for most of the book was Marc Hempel, who has a wonderfully bright, jagged, cartoony style:

Marc Hempel - Death:



To be honest, the artwork he has on his myspace doesn't really do him much justice, but here's a link anyway:

Marc Hempel.

It would be a much better idea to just buy The Kindly Ones - of course, it would make sense to buy and read the preceding books first. If you're lucky enough to know me personally I might let you take a look, inside my house and under my supervision.

I also found out that Chris Murray is running a module on British comic writers next year, which is the best news since Mr. Hovis wrote home to his son to inform him that he had just invented sliced bread. The Sandman is actually on the course, which is even better.

Anyway, I think Heather's a bit sleepy, so I'll call it a night.

Toodley George!