I’ve had a few blogs in my time. Not all of them good. Some sensible people would go as far as to say these blogs were a magnet for low commentary and a general sad state of affairs. Many would call them journals and they would be correct.

This one begins with a shift in perspective. I’m going to keep most of my day to day triteness over at the old LiveJournal, as I do have an incomprehensible desire to share every moment of my life with people I’ve never met, but I thought I’d focus this one on my work. Primarily, this means the blog will be about writing.

The current project I want to begin documenting is a book of comic short stories. I’ve been incredibly fortunate to acquire the services of some amazing artists, with whom I will be collaborating. It feels ridiculous, that I get to have so many fantastic people at my disposal. Either they feel some pang of pity when confronted with me, or they actually have a little bit of faith in my abilities. Today, as I am riddled with flu-spores, I suspect it is a little bit of both.

But I digress in my usual, tiresome, self-effacing way. Over the next few days,  I am going to begin researching science fiction, as I will be writing in that genre for the first time.  As an adolescent, I read a lot of Asimov and Clarke. A couple of years later, I became fairly obsessed with Warren Ellis, especially his high concept work. I don’t really know what sci-fi is about anymore and I’m out of touch with anything created in the past decade. Mostly, from what I have seen on Boing Boing, it includes very terrible Photoshop book covers and a hopeful Creative Commons license. I hope on this little journey of mine I find some interesting contemporary work.

And none of that steam punk nonsense.