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My week in music – Sept. 6 to Sept. 13, 2014

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I listen to a lot of new music. This is what spoke to me this week. SAVAGES: Don’t Let the Fuckers get you Down/Dream Baby Dream

An Incoming PhD Student Asks Five Questions…

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Andrew Ivey, an incoming PhD student at University of California, Riverside recently reached out to me with some questions about the presence of politics and ethical enquiry in my Unknown Soldier and Harbinger comics. I liked the places his questions made me go in thinking about my characters and why I’ve made certain creative decisions, so I’m sharing the interview.

Interview!

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Here’s a nice little interview about Harbinger and Unknown Soldier, and about my process. Check it! Excerpt: ““I wanted to be everything when I was growing up. A scientist, a historian, an adventurer and a journalist. A pacifist and a pugilist. I wanted to spend my life in a room with one window looking out at the mountain contemplating the arc of all things, and I wanted to be out on that mountain always doing and living and never being able …

Resource War

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Sometime last year I was asked to contribute, with other creators from the broad spectrum of “Geek Culture”, to a collection of essays. The point of the collection, as I understood it, was to create a sense of empowerment in young people who identified as geeks and were getting some grief because of it. So, basically, stories in which we, the authors, had felt embattled for who we were and what we loved, and how we coped. The collection hasn’t come …

THAT THING I DON’T HAVE TIME TO WRITE RIGHT NOW

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THAT THING I DON’T HAVE TIME TO WRITE RIGHT NOW The real problem, of course, is that the ideas don’t stop coming. Everything I see can be pounded into a story. It taxes me. All the old new things, the lives lived around me, on either side of me, front and back of me, the thick paragraphs in books and the emotions caught in filmic light, every howl in the face of injustice, every loving nuzzle, it inspires. It’s exhausting. …

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