Success and Failure

Last week saw a number of events in the small press calendar. The Launch Party for "You will have to Wait... And That" was a rip-roaring success. We had a story specially written for the night, by Mark Pembrey, and the music provided by Echo Ave and the Stillwells was top notch. The small press table was positioned right up next to the bands and translated into a shedload of sales.

The weekend took myself, Jack Fallows and Mallard Small Press, north of the border for the second small press fair at the Forest Cafe in Edinburgh. There's a photo of the table. Because obviously, you've never seen me post anything like that before. Last year's event was really good. Honestly, it wasn't the most well organised, but it had a charm, a fair few decent artists and a refreshingly open atmosphere.

This year's was a huge disappointment. We were in the tiny cafe itself rather than the event-friendly hall upstairs. Essentially feeling in the way and unwelcome. I don;t want to go on and on about the negatives, more articulate folk have done that elsewhere.

But, the lack of involvement from the original organisers meant that the event felt like it was fumbling around in the dark. As a way of recompense, every North East comics creator is now duty bound to join us in hosting a small press fair in Newcastle.

Comics creators of the world, unite!

The wounds have not yet healed

Like many of these comics, this happened. Not all the verbal exchanges were the same but the physical exchange of real currency for insultingly dangerous goods is indeed accurate.

Sketches

It's been more than a week, and I haven't done a lot of actual art, per se, unless you count these pages from the sketchbook. Which I don't. Chris got a job this week, which is good for him and stuff, but it may mean we won't be able to go down to London on the Megabus ("it's canny rough") and spend in excess of a hundred notes just to sell three or four comics. So, anyone fancy helping me man a table at Thing 08?