Vanity, vanity - all is vanity.

Well, that didn't work

Another rejection from Tharg today. Bah.

I sent it off in October. In an effort to stand out from the rest of the slush pile, I enclosed a 36 page  mock-prog that I had printed. It contained some of the small press stories I've had (a Dredd from Zarjaz, a Strontium Dog from Dogbreath, a Futurequake tale and a couple of other things). I even made up my own my own Damage Report in the small text and some Nerve Centre blurb about how it was a prog from the future. The argument was that Tharg had to accept the script because the future Tharg already had (and Tharg is never wrong).

In fact, Matt Smith was sufficiently kind not to mention this silly thing in his standard rejection.

I thought it was worth a shot. Turns out it was just vanity publishing.

Roll on 2014.

When sunbeds go wrong

So I've just finished two scripts, to appear in the small press near you. Yay! Except both aren't likely to be released into the wild until 2014. A whole year away.

I'm not going to say any more about them. I'm only mentioning them here so my last post here isn't Christmassy. Leaving a Chrimo post up in January is like leaving your lights up outside the house all year round - the neighbours will talk. Plus, this way I get another couple of posts out of it and make it look like I'm doing stuff. Which I am, obviously.

Anyway, they'll hopefully be drawn by the jolly talented Jon Taylor, who drew the lovely lady above. Unless he starts to get even more proper paying comic work. Swine.