The Long Download is an edited mashup of prose and poetry from various sources. Many of the sources are my own writing, but also include public domain or Creative Commons 0 texts such as detective stories, mythology, and computer programming and encryption software manuals.
I used Charlie Stross’ Lovebible PERL script which involves using a Markov chain to mash up the text sources and then I picked out sentences and phrases and edited as necessary for the sake of the narrative.
My favorite line is:
“She defragmented reality corridors like the bottom drawer of my soul with dim lighting overhead and public-key cryptography.”
Read the rest of The Long Download.
I recently designed a logo for a concept called Maniac Chemist:
The border is supposed to reference the entry of an element on the periodic table.
Maniac Chemist is an anagram of my username Mechanismatic.
I was listening to my favorite Billy Idol song, Rebel Yell, in my car yesterday and upon hearing the phrase “in the midnight hour…” for the nth time, I switched it mentally to “midnight owl.” I thought that Midnight Owl would be a good name for a cafe or diner, the kind that Edward Hopper would depict in a painting. I also thought that this would make for a nice fictional cafe/diner to depict in Murder is Suicide.
In that respect, I decided I needed to design an art deco style logo for the cafe and this is what I came up with this evening:
The font I used is Copasetic. As expected, I’m not the first to think of this phrase.
I’ve been working on adding more interactive elements to my film noir multimedia web comic, Murder is Suicide. The first of these elements is a lamp switch button sitting on top of the Chapter 1 title page graphic.
The button also turns off the lamp and the button graphic changes to reflect the on or off state of the lamp. You can see the larger full version on the Murder is Suicide website.
I conceived of a project a year or two ago involving a mashup of a hardboiled film noir world and ancient, primarily Greek and Roman, mythology. I titled the project The Trenchcoat Minotaur.
While on a flight recently, I occupied my time with fleshing out some ideas and composing some initial character sketches:
Apollo’s at the bar burning out his liver and lungs on Flaming Chariots and fire as he recounts for a fourth time his forlorn tale of finding the doll of his dreams and how he offered her everything but Ms. Laura Wreath, preferring to be free, instead broke his heart and then made like a tree.
Miss “Hard-To-Miss” Artemis is a huntress, a sureshot with a rod and a hit through the heart of every doe-eyed dope who, acting on impulse, tried to fawn over her, finding too fast that her smile hid her teeth and her dress hid a piece to plug a peeping tom or perhaps murder a mark.