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So we’re making our way back towards a consistent, if slow, schedule for the comic, though that said the Holiday season is almost upon us so we’ll have to see how that goes. Seriously, Christmas, you need to slow your roll, I shouldn’t be hearing Xmas music playing in October. First you took over Thanksgiving (U.S.-wise) and now Halloween? If there’s a war on Christmas, Christmas is winning.
But! We got Issue 18 into print, so we’ll have some copies of that at our next convention appearance, which for now seems like it will be WonderCon 2023. I hope it goes better than it did in 2022. Our new issue arrived in time to submit as well for San Diego’s 2023 Small Press selection and we should know in about a month whether we get in or are subject once again to the joy of wait-listing. Gah. At least the website migration seems to be sorted, at least to go by the lack of complaint from you all in regards to colors/navigation. Last time I mentioned going through and adding back in all the location and character stuff that vanished, but then Dawn asked, “Did anyone really use that?” — and it’s entirely possible no one did, or at least no one did enough to justify the work involved. I suppose sound off in the comments if you feel otherwise, since I’m inclined towards the lazy laissez-faire otherwise.
My mom’s birthday came and went about a month ago and I think both Dawn and myself had some lingering depression from that. Grief is a weird animal that can seize hold of you suddenly, even months after you’ve supposedly moved on. Probably years. I don’t really know since it’s the first time I’ve had to deal with my mother dying, though thankfully I’m pretty confident it won’t happen again.
Sometimes (and this is likely still lag from the pandemic) it still all feels disconnected and the days blur together, and I’m sitting there pondering “What is time?” rather than actually getting my act together for an upcoming appointment, and I’ll suddenly panic over an unpaid bill or some other forgotten deadline only to check on it and find that I took care of it already a week ago. The relief of discovering that is then contrasted with the vague sense of anxiety that I didn’t remember doing it, like being a werewolf but instead of rampaging through the countryside the savage beast sits down and renews auto registrations.
But that’s enough of my scintillating, fascinating life reports for now. I will sign off by saying Andor is great and if you have Disney+ it’s well worth your time, especially because I figure you’re a crowd that doesn’t mind the talky-talk and the slow burn, both of which have been features of Zombie Ranch from page one. It’s a different kind of Star Wars than I’ve been used to, but it works and shows just how versatile the setting can be.