I finished my rewatch-and-review of Gravity Falls a few weeks ago, a project over a year in the making. To my shock and delight, Alex Hirsch himself reached out with compliments, and even offered to give an interview! The results are here before you.
Read on to hear about Gravity Falls merch, post-canon Pacifica, and a statement on what exactly happened with the censorship of “The Love God.”
Spoiler warning for Gravity Falls, as well as supplemental material.
I’m proud that I can finally talk about my engagement with this site. I’ve been working and writing with them for more than six months now, but things were very hush hush as far as getting things ready for launch. But lo! Now I can share the stories I’ve been working on with all of you.
As for what they are, here’s what the About page says:
Popularium is about sharing great things and great experiences. We believe that we all make emotional connections best through telling relatable stories about the stuff we love. And we do this by featuring real stories by real people about real products.
In other words, people write personal narrative essays about how various pieces of media (or weed or alcohol – hence “products”) have played into the story of their own lives. There’s quite the breadth of experiences on there, and it’s heartening to finally see it fully formed.
You can visit my author page here, and check out links and samples to the stories I’ve published thusfar under the cut.
Three years. Can you believe it? This has been a hectic year for scheduling, and there was a lot of experimentation in content styles – particularly in branching out more into western animation and even books.
Outside this blog, I was published in the anthology Cthulhusattva, discovered the joy that is Dr. Herbert West (still waiting on that figure, Funko), survived not one but TWO Steven Bombs and a solid month of daily recaps, and launched a podcast. I’ve learned a lot about my own writing and what does and doesn’t work in creating online content, and I’m hoping to keep this blog going strong in the year to come. Particularly since, at time of writing, I’m involved with a couple exciting things I can’t tell you about just yet.
Thanks to all of you readers, new and old. And to the kind supporters of this blog’s Patreon. I couldn’t do it without you.
And now, the traditional sharing of stats!
Welcome to Trash & Treasures! We rescue the movies others throw away.
As I toil away on Gankutsuou – posts apparently determined to be difficult to write in a manner proportional to my love for the series – I wanted to take this moment to share an exciting project with you, dear readers. Continue reading
Hey there, readers! You may remember that a few months back I published a story in the anthology Cthulhusattva: Tales of the Black Gnosis. Well, as part of the promotion for that anthology, I also sat down for a brief interview with its editor (and the founder of Martian Migraine Press), Scott Jones.
THRILL IN AMAZEMENT as my brain is so fried I can no longer remember important details of the thing I wrote. GASP IN AWE as I make it less than five minutes to the first anime reference. SWOON at the handsome quality of my nasally Midwesterner’s voice.
And keep your ears tuned – this might not be the last time you see audio content popping up around these parts.
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In light of the tragedy in Orlando, I hope you’ll forgive the small change of pace.
I finished a piece recently about my hometown: about its culture of silence, and the muffled cries of queerness and mental illness struggling to survive under that suffocating grasp. An acquaintance of mine was editing it and of everything we discussed, this stuck with me: “It’s sort of an angry piece.”
She didn’t mean it as a criticism, but my first instinct was shock. I’ve never thought of myself as an angry person. I am quiet in public. I avoid conflict with a deftness Aaron Burr would be proud of. I hold back, and I convinced myself that meant the anger wasn’t there.
Today, I am angry.
When all is madness…
…there is no madness.
Is there wisdom in insanity? Enlightenment in blackest despair? Higher consciousness in the depths of chaos? These are the stories of the men and women who choose to cast off from the shores of our placid island of ignorance and sail the black seas of infinity beyond. Those who would dive into primeval consciousness in search of dark treasures. Those who would risk the Deadly Light for one reason: it is still light.
I’m pleased down to my meat-socks (feet, I believe one calls them) to announce my involvement in the Cthulhusattva: Tales of the Black Gnosis anthology. Longtime readers might’ve noticed a certain predilection toward cosmic horror around these parts, so it was a real treat to get a chance to play around with the concepts left behind by Lovecraft himself (the good ones; not so much with the xenophobia and misogyny).
My contribution, “Keys in Stranger Deserts,” starts with the attempted theft of the Necronomicon; turns into a road trip involving a con artist looking to make some of that sweet, sweet cult money and probably the only student to ever actually be expelled from Miskatonic without raising some unspeakable horror (and even then…), and ends…well, I wouldn’t want to spoil it.
You can get the book in physical or ebook versions, both on Martian Migraine Press and Amazon (and if you have Kindle Unlimited, you can read it for free!).
Venture on for a sneak preview of “Keys in Stranger Deserts.” Happy reading!