if you’re just super cool, and have been hired on this movie (3:10 to Yuma, 1957) probably expressly for some trick-riding. But, man: this is something you don’t see anymore, right? I mean, both that running mount followed by just beating it across the road and the needless showmanship—the kind of celebration of an art […]
Is seventeen a prime number? I can’t think of anything that divides happily into it, anyway. Well, except the sixteen before: I II III IV V VI VII VIII IX X XI XII XIII XIV XV XVI And let’s start this time with a couple snapshots in words of Mongrels: And here’s the yellow
I have to share my favorite #BlairWitch anecdote since the (really good) sequel is coming soon. pic.twitter.com/rsOBAsEf1O — BenDavid Grabinski (@realbdgrabinski) July 29, 2016
Dug it, of course. How not to? Just done with it a couple nights ago, I guess (binge-watching: not for me), and am now peeling through all the links I’d saved back for when spoilers didn’t matter. Was going to write something about what worked, what didn’t—very little didn’t—but then Chuck Wendig did hisTerrible Minds
This post is not endorsed by facebook. Nor twitter. Though it is because of twitter I’m writing it. Just noticed I’m up to about 7100 tweets. So I did what any rational dude would do: opened my calculator app, multiplied “7100” by a guessed-at average tweet-length of 120 characters. Where that gets me is: 852,000
Was a good signing line for this last night. It’ll forever be my first comic book signing line, too. And this’ll forever be my . . . first published comic project, I guess (“Werewolves on the Moon,” a chapter of Mongrels adapted to a ten-page comic, is coming out in an anthology at some point,
One of the cooler group-photos I’ll ever get to have been in, I suspect, since, I mean, it’s too late for me to photobomb The Right Stuff or Reservoir Dogs, or sneak into that hot tub with Steve McQueen, or jump off the roof behind Joan Didion’s Vette: And, for reference, here’s the original: So cool
And one of the stories from After the People Lights Have Gone Off is up as a free sample. “Second Chances,” with a cool illustration:
Actually, I wrote Mongrels (and the chapter this could pertain to) a couple of months before cueing this one up. However, Peter Beagle’s famous old story “Lila the Werewolf?” I definitely knew that one. [ Shelter from Eve Edelson on Vimeo, which his where you have to watch this one, looks like . . . ] Check here for
In Colorado, it’s all about the fourteeners. Here, we’re all about the sixteener—which this is, somehow, already, after all these months. So cool, all the werewolf stuff coming my way, all the Mongrels snapshots &etc happening still. All of everything, including all the previous installments, which are going to tax my Julius Caesar numbering: I II III
Think I’ve got a real weakness for the red ones. Diego Latorre, Ninjak: Jim Lee, Wolf Moon: Gabriel Rodriguez, Locke & Key: [ don’t be surprised if I keep adding red covers/cover art to this page . . . ]
Really, I think I have a stash of pics from another Mongrels thing, but now I can’t remember where. But I know I have these two anyway, as they’re from the last couple days. First was up in Fort Collins, with HEX-author Thomas Olde Heuvelt. And, Olde’s not a middle name, that’s just the first part
Thinking I should have been somehow tagging these snapshots through all fourteen other iterations of this. That way I could re-index, put, say, all the Litsy ones in a gallery, all the “with pets”-ones somewhere, all the “act-of-reading” or whatever ones in another place. Categories are starting to emerge, I mean. Check the out, they’re
For the thing I’m writing right now, I of course needed info. This is just for today and yesterday, too. Here’s the process: What’s a likely military-cargo plane out of the Middle East? ➔ called my dad (retired USAF) Where’s John Wayne buried? ➔ asked Google How does a doctor get certified to perform surgery? ➔ facebook-mailed
Coming soon to a . . . well, to a Tor.com near you: Art by Keith Negley. Acquisition/Editing by Ellen Datlow
This week’s Mongrels roundup, brought to you by the waning battery of my ever-unreliant iPhone, and with a catch-up list provided by last week’s roundup, stairstep-style: One Two Three Four Five Six Seven Eight Nine Ten Eleven Twelve Thirteen And? To start out, we get to go back to the dogs. Always the dogs. Thanks, Chip:
Of flash fiction, anyway. Just stumbled on this—I forget who it was for (maybe Christopher Rosales, the editor? maybe myself-only?), but I know what it was for: States of Grace. The little pocket-sized book I still can hardly believe I was lucky enough to get published. Not e-, not even on Amazon, I don’t think.
Thanks to Xach Fromson for the headsup on this: [ link ] Was just tweeting about it a few weeks ago, with even the same pic: Y’know, all these years and films later, Flatliners is still one of the scarier moviegoing nights I’ve had pic.twitter.com/2SdAHdGjXF — Stephen Graham Jones (@SGJ72) June 23, 2016 Thinking now
Some cool stuff showing up now and again. Here’s three — first couple from Jordan Dyke: Then me, mid-transformation, from Joe Sherry: And Anne Barnetson: And? Chances are I’ve forgot something, someone, some perfect thing. Let me know, I’ll sneak it onto this page. Like this, a recent one from Jolyon Yates. I give you
So cool, watching The Elvis Room come alive these past few months, thanks to one Andrew Schwarz. I’ve seen rough cuts, and hope to see it on a big screen somewhere in its film-fest run (starting with Fantasia). Thanks to Andrew Schwarz for making it happen. Here’s some stills: Pictured, that’s: Keir Gilchrist, Corbin Bernson,
Or, I can’t deny that I read this like eighty-nine times in the wide-open years before ever setting werewolf pen to werewolf paper:
If you’re just coming to this at #13, here, then, welp, there’s some clicking-back, if you’re interested—lots of masks and pets and Mongrels: One Two Three Four Five Six Seven Eight Nine Ten Eleven Twelve First and favorite—this doesn’t even really involve Mongrels, except insofar as Scooby-Doo is so deep in my heart it could
You usually get either three, seven, ten, or twelve installments of a thing, don’t you? Here we are already at twelve somehow. Also almost at twelve? The clock I’m under right now. A scheduled lunch. So, instead of stacking a big series of wolfy images up as links to the previous iterations of this—I actually just said
In a movie where each scene is cooler and more iconic than the last, this one maybe rises to the top: Hey there, Little Red Riding Hood. It’s #WerewolfWednesday, so give your Big Bad Wolf a kiss. pic.twitter.com/0CFGg3PhDp — Lykanos Wulfheart (@Lykanos_Wulf) June 23, 2016
The trick with this, the eleventh installment of these, it’s figuring how to list the first ten in a way I haven’t done before. Last time I used Def Leppard. Can’t remember what happened before that. Let’s see, let’s see—I know. How about: Also? I could have written a novella in the time it took
Was just on a panel about villains at Denver ComicCon—actually, my second villains-panel there—and then, just now, I went all the long way down to Alamo Drafthouse to see Footloose on the big screen for the first time in thirty-two years, then listened to the Sir Patrick Stewart episode of The Nerdist on the way
Don’t think I’ve ever done a write-up for a single issue of a comic book. But this #1 of Green Arrow / Rebirth—it earns that ‘rebirth.’ First, of course, I didn’t at all see the last Percy arc of Green Arrow going off the rails in any way. I mean, if anybody’s going to appreciate
That “derogatory” part—man, just search twitter. However, over on instagram (which I hardly know), it’s mostly dog-pics. Looks like “mongrels” is a lot of other things, too: a boot/shoe thing: a screen protector: a gang in Australia: a band out of Michigan (very cool tracks, too; their fb-page): another band (this one out of
“X” as in Jason X, yes. I did love that installment. Jason all chrome, and in space, with the same machete as ever? I can’t even imagine how to imagine that. Luckily I just got to go the movies, see it. Anyway, this may be the longest of these screencap sessions yet. Reason being: been
