photo credit: Joseph Hall


I miss
how i used to blog.

with words and stuff. strung in coherent sentences. sentences that weren't necessarily cryptic or vague or frustrating to read if you were trying to figure out what was going on in my mind.

i think once i fell in love i unconsciously started censoring myself, and i'm not quite sure why the two are related. if they are.

or maybe i stopped sharing because there were so many things going on that weren't shareable. if that's the case then i've been living a non-shareable life for more than a few years since.

that's got to stop, if i'm intent on telling these things called Stories. but fuck there's so much i just can't say right now.



tell me how to break free.

There is a song written about me:
my tiger luck - demos

Among many of the things about life I don't understand, add to the pile this ever-present ache in my chest alongside my supreme ability to feel absolutely nothing at precisely the wrong times.


I am much too busy to feel anything these days but when I do, it's too much to take. When I stop to think, it begins to feel like there is not enough air to breathe. I've been trying to get used to it, but I guess that's kind of fucked up.


I don't feel the same me, even though I know I'm still here. Is there really such thing as character building, or is it a lie that keeps people from snapping too soon? Is it worse to fear you'll eventually break under the pressure, or worse to find you have a seemingly limitless tolerance for pain?


Why do I feel like I want to run away? What would I be running away from?


I wish cigarettes could be like vitamins.

Nueva York, Nueva York

Be there in 6 days ...
I am 50% excited and 90% terrified.

D is almost done with a new song. I'm collecting bits and pieces of a new story. Neither of us has picked up pen nor guitar like this in years but it feels more like the future than it does the past. Is that what happens?

Is this what was supposed to happen?



The spring that was and the spring that is to be;
there now lies an ocean between them

The funeral was fine.

Some things I learned:

-Saturday services are $600 extra, and Rosehills doesn't operate on Sundays.
-Viewing the interment costs $400 extra.
-The cement casing over the casket (to prevent from cracking open after burial) is also extra, but completely necessary and not included in the original casket cost.
-Death is the biggest racket ever.

-Family meals should be decided by 2 people, tops. No one else should be allowed to change meal plans once it has been finally decided, after the fifth time it's been finally decided. If plans take twice as long as actual intended meal, you have failed.
-Coffee doesn't cure sleep deprivation. Sleep does.
-Ask your parents the questions you've been meaning to ask. Sometimes they'll answer and it's worth it.
-Watching your grandmother cry is hard. Accepting money from your grandmother is hard.
-Watching your partner experience pain because of you is not something you ever want to do.
-Life is a confusing mess, especially if you think you know exactly what you're doing.


Maybe sleep will fix this feeling. More cigarettes certainly won't.

One of my favorite pinups of one of my favorite artists (and friend) Jamie McKelvie:



I want to repost a bulletin he had up the last couple weeks, because

1) He's really great
2) You should give him money
3) With said money, he would be able to fly out to New York Comic Convention (from London) so that he might be able to make MORE money selling his books and art at the show.


Samples of his work can be found here: http://www.flickr.com/photos/mckitten/
and here: http://jamiemckelvie.com/


So help a kitten out! Read on:
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Just a note to say that for a limited time, I am offering a sale on artwork commissions. All commissions are black ink on Bristol board.

The guide pricing based on the size of the artwork is as follows*:
.. * A4/Letter - £70/$140

* Full comic board (roughly 11 by 17 inches) - £100/$200..
*pricing may vary if image is particularly complex (multiple figures, extensive background, etc).

So if you want a personal piece of artwork featuring a character from Suburban Glamour, Phonogram, or anyone you want, drop me a line at mckelvie AT gmail DOT com!

(This is going to be ending fairly soon once I get back into the next book, so if you do want one don't leave it too long.)
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Thanks, everyone!

--j

I'm growing out my hair. Finally.

For those of you who have been wanting a new set, I have brainstormed a solution on how this could finally be achieved:


1) Please send me a photographer

or

2) Please send me a camera


... Together, we can do ANYTHING!

For those of you who have been wanting a new set, I have brainstormed a solution on how this could finally be achieved:


1) Please send me a photographer

or

2) Please send me a camera


... Together, we can do ANYTHING!

My new favorite cam:



Other places I want to go:








If I stare at these pictures every day for long enough, I believe I will eventually get there.