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As I've moved this space to being more of a Tumbl-y microblog (it took a long time, but I'm fully sold on title-devoid posting here) and away from its original iteration as a repository of text-based daily word-hurling, I've become – I wouldn't go so far as to say troubled by it – acutely aware of a noticeable lack of text. And, while you might be celebrating, I'm not – the site header does, after all, declare me a Writer, more or less.

Maybe it's all part of that shift into a new creative epoch (evolution is mandatory) I've mentioned off and on throughout, or maybe it's something else; either way, a desire to post more writing here has been omnipresent – it's been the figuring out how to do it in a way that makes it workable and enticing for me (i.e. not contributing to feelings of rush or pointless haste and not making me sacrifice the Main Projects to kowtow to some wholly self-inflicted deadline) and enjoyable for you that's been somewhat more elusive.

The plan – subject, as ever, to change: a new release of something every Wednesday, be it an essay – this will be the only time I write about writing these things, I promise –, a bit of flash fiction, or a who knows what. I'll work on these Wednesday and Saturday mornings (though I'm writing and posting this one solely on Wednesday morning, hence the more rambly nature), releasing early to newsletter subscribers on Sunday (this will commence the first of the year, so obviously not this week or next, but with 2023's first dispatch, on Sunday, 01 January) and to the wider digital ether on Wednesday as I start work on the next release. The other four mornings will be spent on whatever the Main Project is of the week or month or lifetime; tiny thoughtlets, some titled, some not, will be released as they pop into my brain, composed and released in 15 minutes or less.

Posted it several times, but since this is something of an intent-post, I’ll do it again: Montaigne, on “Grotesques”:

Sketchy though they are, the (four minute and thirty-three second) Attendance Card exercises (patterned after Lynda Barry's in MAKING COMICS) have served their purpose and will absolutely, 100% continue – and serve as a model for what I'm doing here: I love doing them (in spite of this morning's evidence that I have no clue how to draw hands) and they, along with the spate of releases since 2020, have freed me from a perfectionistic claptrap that plagued me for the last ten years. The pieces I release on Wednesdays will be similarly sketchy and incomplete, a sort of weekly attendance card, weekly challenges to myself: whatever comes out of four-to-six hours of work is what comes out – most won't work; a few, perhaps, will. Maybe some weeks I'll build on the previous week's (or weeks') releases, transform them, play with variations – who knows: the point is that I don't know until I write them...

Hey, idea: why don't I call all of these Sunday/Wednesday grotesques/releases The Informalities? Hey, that works. Sweet. I've missed that title – arguably the best I've come up with.

Also: last week's Woodshed triage should be considered the first of these Informalities and is now so tagged.

The things that will stay and/or leave, at least as I see them in the moment of this writing:

  • Staying: whenever/whatever statuses and pictures and etc etc / whatever weird shit strikes my fancy here, along with occasional 15-minute-or less thoughtlets; Attendance Cards; PRESS (A) TO START (though it might move to an annual release from a semiannual one, TBD as I continue to play with possibilities with the second release - some of the weekly releases might find their final form there - hey, I like that); the newsletter.

  • Leaving: THE SOCIALIZED RECLUSE (I loved doing the show, I loved getting to talk with cool people, but I really need a break; it might return sometime in the spring, but in a different iteration); certain other projects that have languished and faded; efforts at being someone I'm not.

  • Arriving: The Informalities, V2.

Bringing this maunder to an end by mentioning that I've been in a "I need to do something more with my life" as I've done this writing thing for half my life now and, well, here I am. Countless ideas ran through my head of what I could do – run a non-profit again, open a bar, etc etc – but, after much headdesking and handwringing, I've reached the conclusion that I'm going to double or triple down on writing because, at this point, fuck it.

Best reason, I think, to do anything.

TSR, volume three

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After 15 utterly enjoyable and rejuvinating - after a bit of a recovery from the production and completion of each - SOCIALIZED RECLUSE episodes and conversations, it's time for a new direction (ref: Principle 09), to keep it interesting for me (and for everyone else): instead of talking with someone about their work (though that will, inevitably, come up), we'll discuss one of their inspirations – film/book/comic/music/whatever, and let the work discussion come out of that. Basically a whole season of what were, in the first two volumes, second interviews (like Christina II / Wallace II, or my chat with Steve Niles about Universal Monsters movies... ), a thoroughly-researched hour-long discussion of "seen/read/heard/played anything good lately / all of your life." Might be able to do these more frequently too... more as I figure it out.

New TSR: Liam Wong

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THE SOCIALIZED RECLUSE returns with my conversation with director, game designer, and photographer Liam Wong (TO:KY:OO and AFTER DARK): I’ve long been a fan of his work – and getting the chance to talk with him about art, work, games, and inspirations, was one of those “this is why I wanted to do this show in the first place” moments. You can check out the whole conversation here.

side projects

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Spent this weekend attempting to get a foothold on some things I've long wanted to do (but never made the time for) that, in my intent, would eventually become either, a.) more permanent background reshapings of my writing / work practice, and/or, b.) weekend newsletter writing alternatives (I'd rather do these sort of things on the weekend than make the newsletter weekly) and midweek breaks from my MainProjects rotation.

  • First, inspired by CW&T's Principles, I'm ginning up my own living document of my creative principles, if only for myself. It will probably debut in next Sunday's 90th issue of MacroParentheticals before getting its permanent home in the ether of here.

  • Second, I'm finally digging into Lynda Barry's MAKING COMICS in an effort to think in different ways and come up with new modes of imperfect expression for this space (expanding VIOLENTLY ADORABLE, among other things). Already inspired me to start a new thing this morning.

  • And third, I've been developing the business end of my practice and building up the bones and sinew of my own micropress publishing company as a vehicle for my own projects and, eventually, perhaps, for others: CW&T meets Third Man Records only with a paper cutter and recycled carboard and shitty binder-taping jobs. PRESS (A) is the handmade part of it – designed specifically to be crude – with the eventual goal that I'll release more fully-realized (read: actually printed in small batches by competent people) products as the project deems necessary.

As I know more, you’ll know more.

TSR @ two

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Today marks two years to the day since the launch of my little effort at socialization / shaking the rust off the interview skills, THE SOCIALIZED RECLUSE: along the way, I’ve gotten to talk with a lot of cool, inspiring people whom I've long admired – I’m eternally grateful to ALL of you, guests and listeners, for taking the time to chat and to listen, to educate me, and to inspire me. Here’s to the next two years of socializations and conversations; all current episodes live here.