MØ9: Weights or Foundations & El Marvo is Finished!

 

MORNING ØUTPUT #10

Hey there, easy now, where yer from?

It’s Monday again and I think someone pressed that 30-sec skip button (podcast reference) a few too many times and now we find ourselves in June… as in the middle of the year! The speed of this ride is going way too fast for my liking and I don't like it one bit.

Scream if you want to go faster,” the operator’s voice booms and I really don’t mean to, but I just can’t stop screaming.

In other news:

I had an idea for the name of an autobiography.

Mansfield Bitter.

It works in a number of ways which I won’t go into right now but let’s just say it’s a beer, a state of mind, and a place in which I am from.

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EL MARVO IS FINISHED!

Well, the interiors are.

Dan (Vanguard) Butcher has just finished all of the pencils, inks, colours, lettering, (everything!), for issue #1 of our post-apocalyptic luchador story, El Marvo.

It’s difficult not to read through your first illustrated story and grin from ear to ear like a drunken buffoon eating his favourite flavour of crisps but I just can't stop myself.

Just so damn tasty.

So now we, sorry, I mean Ben will put all the art together in one nice little package to be sent off to the printers. 

And then, hey presto, we have a comic. 

Oh yeah, and for you people asking, “What now?”

Wel,l I guess it’s time to work on the next book, because if there’s one thing I’ve learned throughout my time as a pencil-jerk is that there is always another book.

My top-ten favourite films.

A friend and fantastic director, Mustapha Kseibeti, is asking people to post a handwritten note of their top ten favourite films. Of course, it’s incredibly difficult and I’m already realising I missed out Life Aquatic. Here’s what I was feeling at the time:

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My Girls

& other family stuff.

I could stare at this picture all day. Just look how happy they both are — my fiancée and my pooch — my girls. 

We recently lost someone very dear to us and it’s got me thinking about just how fucking great my life is right now. I love my little house even with its leaks and its ants. I love my fiancée even with her habit of kneeing me in the forehead. I love our animals even if they don’t really see eye-to-eye. I love my city even though there’s a slight chance something terrible might happen at any moment. I love my writing and our projects even though it’s a helluva lot of work and I sometimes think, ‘wouldn’t it be nice to lie in in the mornings?’.

As quickly as 2017 has flown by, I feel like I’m on the right track with things. 

I reckon the biggest lever that triggered whatever forward momentum I'm experiencing now was realising that all this stuff, this life stuff, is all a foundation to build-upon, rather than a weight to pull you down.

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That's it from me for this week. 

The battle plan is to crack on with my final edit of They Remain, get El Marvo off to the printers, and to finish off some Mailing List and website bits and pieces. 

Take care,

Luke & Family.

READING - It by Stephen King

WATCHING - Twin Peaks

LISTENING: Faster Than Light OST

DRINKING - Earl Grey Tea