This can’t be a surprise, right? I mean, everyone knew that Zezem was a necromancer, right? Hunter Black Volume Two was just an origin story, guys. A LOOOOOOOONG origin story.
So, the next few weeks and months are going to be long ones…#Squirrel goes in for surgery on September 7th. She seems to think that she’ll be up traipsing around a few days later, but I expect a months-long recovery. I’m taking the first few days after her surgery off from work to get her home from the hospital and situated into our (about to be upgraded) bed.
Our apartment will be seeing a lot of mi suegra (my mother-in-law) during her convalescence, which isn’t a bad thing, except that it means that I can’t be messy.
(Messy is my natural state. Un-messy is my mother-in-law’s.)
#Squirrel is sanguine about her surgery; she can’t wait to GET ‘ER DONE! But then, she’s had multiple surgeries in the past. I got stabbed in the leg with a katana my senior year in high school (It was maybe 3 millimeters deep. We were playing Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles [yes, my senior year in high school]. I was Casey Jones and my buddy David Nero is lucky I didn’t brain him with a baseball bat after that little slip up.) Anyway, that’s the closest I’ve come to having real surgery.
You might see a bit more of Will writing these blog entries, or they might be shorter, I don’t know. But we’re not going anywhere. (Well, Will’s going to Scotland, but you get my drift.)
Jacob Bascle, who does our design and our lettering, is kind of our “first fan.” What I mean by that is this, he’s not privy to our plans any more than the rest of you are. He gets to be surprised by the comic, same as you, it’s just that he reads it all in the script and the unlettered page. The other day, he emailed me a bunch of questions about The Thirteen. I gave him a taste of what he asked for, and then asked if he really wanted spoilers, because that’s where the conversation was inevitably going to go. I haven’t heard from him since.
Personally, I prefer to get my answers from the medium of choice. I want to see the movie, not read the spoilers. If I hadn’t explicitly gone to see Episode VII on opening day, for example, I would have avoided social media entirely until I saw it. Will and #Squirrel are completely different from me in that respect. Will routinely goes to Wikipedia to read synopses of things that interest him, and #Squirrel GRILLS me about things that I know more about…and she expects answers, even if the reveal is mere moments away.
Anyway, I have answers for Jacob…if he wants them. (But you guys have to wait.)
The north of Kavenassa is dominated by the Wyrmspire Mountains. We’ve mentioned them before, they are so named because they are supposedly the petrified carcass of an immense dragon. The city of Kneebone is supposed to sit at one of its joints…but this is all just myth and legend. The Wyrmspine Coast is where the mountains meet the sea.
You guys all know that last week was trying for Will and me, and you should know that the fallout from both of last week’s miseries will continue for weeks to come. Will and I work for different restaurants in the same chain, and the recent death of a much beloved co-worker will have ripples in our lives for a long time. #Squirrel is out of the hospital, and has regained enough of her old swag to have spent tonight railing at orcas, describing them as “the assholes of the sea”…
…but she’s almost certainly going to require surgery in the upcoming weeks. So, we’re under a bit of stress, but last week was hopefully the worst of it.
I reiterate all of this to say, we didn’t send the book to the printers as planned last week…but we are sending it this week. We’ve locked in our price and the book should be off today (as you read this) or tomorrow. With any luck, I’ll have a physical proof in my hands in a little over two weeks. EXCITING.
On a separate note, I’m expecting to hear about the results of the DC Writers Workshop Talent Search any day now. I submitted, along with what I expect to be thousands of other hopefuls, for one of the fifteen spots in the Workshop. I have a better shot than most, just because of my body of work, not least of which this comic…but I know a few of the other people that submitted, and some of them are talented indeed. I have every reason to worry.
I need a vacation in the worst way, but my next vacation time will likely be spent doing the bidding of a convalescing #Squirrel. Sigh.
Ahhhh, this interlude began in strange territory, but it ended up squarely in the familiar, right? For long-time readers, I hope this feels like the blast from the past that it is (we last saw Kalabari at the end of Book THREE)…and for relatively new readers, it still must feel like it’s almost 500 pages ago…because that’s pretty much what it is. Also note that Kalabari’s guards are wearing the masks of the Unseen, but the massive prayer beads of The Serene.
So, my little brother has me watching Attack on Titan on Netflix, and it’s pretty good. Weird as all hell, but pretty good. And midway through the first (and thus far only?) season, I am suddenly inspired to create a D&D campaign inspired by the setting. I wish I had the time to devote to such an idea, because I think that would be an AMAZING roleplaying setting. (I’m not saying why it would be amazing to maintain the surprise for Will, just in case I ever manage to pull my head out of my ass and actually make a campaign).
Yes indeed, we are venturing into the familiar here. The two guys in Panel Three are Tyne and Byzan, former members of the Jeramsus School who were once tasked with the murder of Maliya Pel. It didn’t go so well…at least not at first. As for Panel Four…well, that thing looks familiar, doesn’t it?
The silver lining of the week is the fact that #Squirrel is home from the hospital, although she’s not yet fully out of the woods. We have an appointment with a doctor on Monday morning, and then we’ll explore treatment options. The best option is most likely a surgical one, which is nerve-wracking, even if it is a relatively common procedure. Major surgeries still involve someone being cut open, and I’m fond of my heart and soul being cut open.
That silver lining aside, this has been a hard week filled with tears, short tempers, and haunted expressions…and Justin Bieber. I guess there have been two silver linings.
Thanks for your positive vibes and good wishes!