You don’t hear much about sirens with awful voices, probably because they’re incredibly rare and generally short lived. A sultry singing voice isn’t just a fringe benefit for the siren species – it’s a survival necessity. They literally have to sing for their supper. Of course, there’s going to be the odd mutant or evolutionary throwback who’s…
On Sunday we sat down in a cafe for our new weekly meetings. Tomorrow we’re going to be at the Hamilton Zinefest so we decided to get together to figure out all the shit we’d totally forgotten to do. As well as that our catchups give us a chance to shoot the shit and germinate scripts.…
The IZS crew have started meeting once a week in person for coffee and to bandy ideas around. We’ve met for two weeks now and I think the ideas coming out of our creative Sunday coffee dates are pretty cool. It’s a lot more productive that our usual chats online. This may not have been…
Famous last words are for chumps, man. Think about all the stress and cogitation you’re having to put yourself through, right in the middle of one of your most important life events. I don’t want to be frantically wracking my brain for something witty to say while I’m busy dying. Let the verbal chips fall…
I think we’ve all had a moment like this at some point in our lives… Like right now writing this. That’s why at all times I have a meandering anecdote on hand, ready to be stumbled through and paused unduly on trying to remember mundane details like whether it was on a Monday or a…
I am a little obsessed with mushrooms. I eat mushrooms in every meal that I can get away with. My favourite piece of jewellery used to be a pair of pink mushrooms that I bought from an indie bar in Hikone, Japan (Beautiful city btw). That necklace died however so I’m currently trying to make…
Now when your kid asks you where babies come from, you can avoid all that awkwardness about two people loving each other very much and creamy pee, and simply introduce them to this much more confusing and traumatic concept. I guarantee you, some parent out there has already tried it. It’s an intriguing idea though…
I never really make a big deal out of it, but I actively foster a weird aversion to water. Mostly the deep kind that doesn’t divulge its creepy secrets. Or pond water that’s covered in silt and plants. Pretty much any kind of water that isn’t crystal clear. That’s not to say I don’t go…
Probably no one else has noticed it except me, but I haven’t written a fantasy script in a looong time. It was my staple when I started Izak Smells, with strips like Magic, Bitch and The Last Orc setting the tone for a lot of the stuff that was to come. And then, inexplicably, I wandered…
A splash, a few plaintive quacks, and then just the coursing of the sewers. I actually rescued a bunch of ducklings from just this sort of situation once (minus the rats). Had to lift off the grate and everything. They were panicking like buggery but I got all seven of them out eventually. And before…