The Sad Circus by the Sea

Nothing to Report

Nothing to add and nothing compelling to say at the moment. All the days and nights are filled with work on ShutterBox Four. I see Tokyopop has the book listed for November of this year (or at least they did — not sure where it went), while I continue to upload Ranklechick pages to the Grande Interwebulous.

Although, I did write a bit of praise for the inside cover to Carla Speed McNeil's newest excellent Finder book, Five Crazy Women. Someday they'll build a statue to her work, and it will have chest hair. It was very nice of her to ask me to write it, but a bit embarrassing. Her brain is much larger than mine, and me giving an opinion on her work is rather like listening to shoe leather describe a master cobbler.

But since I have nothing more I can share at the moment, why don't you share with me instead. The period at the end of that sentence is the correct punctuation. Post here for me a link to the greatest thing on the Internet. Please. I need it.

-Rikki

P.S.: Don't e-mail any links, no matter how secretive and exalted. I'm terrible at replying to e-mail.

Colour 'Splosion!

Well, it is done. The Tavicat site is pretty much in shape finally. Under "Bookstore and Bibliography" there's now a page of shop links — which is sort of an attempt to combine a bibliography with links to places where you can buy our books online.

The most significant part of the site is that Ranklechick is now live and the book will continue to be uploaded two pages at a time, five times a week.

You'll see that the Reality Check! web comic has been moved back to January of 2007. That's not a solid date, just something to focus on in a way that doesn't make us panic and gibber. We'll most likely start the comics before January, if not completely, then at least sporadically. It's been a very long time since we've made stories with Collin and Catreece and we feel we need to practice a bit to make sure we haven't lost their voices.

In any case, it's 6:30 AM and I'm still awake and I haven't means to stop the sun from creeping through my blinds. The jerk.

We hope you enjoy.

-Rikki

Dragon ... Crap ... .

From the Pyramid Collection.

Today’s Gothicists decorate the “littlest room” with wings, scales, and talons!

I ... uh ... that is ... OH, STOP IT!

I should send these out as Christmas gifts this year.

-Rikki

200 Metered Inhalations

Successive bouts of asthma for over a month have kept me from doing anything requiring any physical exertion beyond coughing — and it's impressive just how much thinking can feel like a physical act. So I'm moving slow and things like ShutterBox, the web site, and this journal are moving slowly with me. There's something about the pressure and humidity in this area that feels like a sack of potatoes are nesting in my lungs. And I usually like potatoes.

I don't believe we'll be attending Anime Expo this year. We might walk through the place for one day, but beyond that I don't see much point to it.

I think I'm going to put the entire Ranklechick book up on the web for free, starting this Wednesday the 14th, at a rate of two pages a day, five days a week. The print versions will still be for sale, but at this rate, allowing readers free access seems to be the best method for exposure. More information to come on Wednesday ... .

-Rikki