New article on Daily Grail: Oh apple tree, We wassail thee

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“Wæs þu hæl” is an Anglo Saxon toast meaning “be thou hale” (“be in good health“). The toast, if not the customs which the term has come to be associated with, is thought to date from the early eleventh or late tenth century, at least.

There are two kinds of Wassailing – the first of which has come to be closely associated with Christmas and carolling. Wassailers call at people’s homes then offer a song and a drink of warmed, spiced ale or cider from a Wassailing bowl (or cup) to the answerer in exchange for money or gifts.

The second originates in the South West of England (“the West Country”), where apple orchards were already providing cider for the thirsty population by the time our Roman invaders arrived.

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British Ash Tree Folklore, from Fortean Times #297

This short Forum piece was originally published in Fortean Times #297, released in January 2013 (dated February 2013 on the cover).

Reposted here for possible #FolkloreThursday interest

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The common ash is the third most widespread tree species in Britain, making up 5.5% of UK woodland with an estimated further twelve million ashes in non woodland areas. 1 2 Although the ash may not have the same iconic status as Ye Olde Oak, it is nevertheless a tree whose roots are firmly embedded in the history and folklore of the UK.

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Electricomics catch up

App-of-the-Year-2015-iPad-620x419Electricomics doesn’t get mentioned here on moorereppion.com as often as it should, especially considering that for the last two and a bit years it’s been both Leah’s main project and her full time job. That, of course, is precisely why it doesn’t get mentioned; Leah’s the expert on the whole thing, the one knee-deep in all the decisions, wranglings, meetings and so on, and also the one already attending conferences, giving presentations, tweeting, blogging, and Facebooking about the whole thing.

What is Electricomics? Electricomics is a free digital comics self-publishing ecosystem, which not only allows you to read high quality experimental digital comics via iPad App and (since December) Desktop Reader, but also to create and publish your own comics using the Generator. It was all Alan Moore’s idea.

Electricomics is something a lot of people have worked very, very hard on but none harder than Leah. Yes, I’m biased but I genuinely believe that without all her hard work the project never would have made it on to peoples’ screens.

Last week the iPhone app was named the 19th best iOS app of 2015 by the Guardian, and it has just been announced as the winner of Pipedream Comics’ Best Digital Comic app of 2015.

I’m proud to have been involved in a small way in Electricomics, but much more than that I am incredibly proud of my missus and everything she’s put into the project. If you haven’t already done so, please do download it and check it out.

New article on Daily Grail: The Old Gods vs. Daesh

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The Islamic State of Iraq and Syria or Islamic State of Iraq and al-Sham is a Salafi jihadist militant group that adheres to an Islamic fundamentalist, Wahhabi doctrine of Sunni Islam. You know who they are. They used to be called ISIS, (sometimes ISIL, sometimes just Islamic State), but now (for reasons Greg Taylor so brilliantly summed up here) we call them Daesh. Isis, the Egyptian Mother of Life, the Crone of Death, the Goddess of Magic, worshipped more than three thousand years before the Prophet Mohammed was born, venerated by the Romans and Ancient Greeks alike (and still worshipped by some today), has had her name taken in vain for long enough.

It was 2014 when Daesh began a systematic campaign of destruction of cultural heritage sites and artefacts. Something the Taliban did before them, making headlines with the dynamiting of the 6th century Buddhas of Bamiyan in 2001. Daesh claims that the targets, bulldozed, bombed, and smashed out of existence, are being destroyed because they represent “an erroneous form of creativity, contradicting the basics of sharia”. [1] The videos they make of the destruction are also great propaganda tools, guaranteed to get airplay and media attention across the world. The BBC won’t show a beheading but it will show a temple exploding, a sledgehammer taken to an ancient idol. Even as we all grow numb and weary from the daily onslaught of horror we see on out televisions, computer, and phone screens, those images retain the power to shock.

Read more on DailyGrail.com

Coming in 2016…

Today I mentally totted up everything that Leah and I have scheduled work-wise for the New Year. I was surprised to realise that there are already 10 11 separate things from us set to be released in 2016.


DAMSELS

Released: January July 14, 2016

Damsels

This volume collects the first 8 issue arc of Damsels – our gender flipped action fantasy series drawn by Aneke. Gail Simone provides a lovely intro too.

Once upon a time, the princesses of classic fairytales banded together to save their kingdoms from war! Rapa, a redheaded girl with a fiery spirit and lost memories, discovers a conspiracy that threatens the peace among all the mythical creatures of the land. Joined by the Little Mermaid, the Frog Prince, and Red Riding Hood, Rapa journeys through fabled forests and legendary realms on a quest to foil the scheme! Who has stolen the identities of Rapunzel, Belle, and Talia, the beloved heroines, and plot to destroy all the Faerie races? As an added bonus, Damsels includes “Behind the Magic,” a collection of whimsical prose tales from The Brothers Grimm and 1,001 Arabian Nights!

Preview of issue one at www.dynamite.com


SWORDS OF SORROW: THE COMPLETE SAGA

Released: January 28, 2016

Swords of SorrowA complete collection  of the entire Dynamite Entertainment/ Gail Simone multi part cross-over event Swords of Sorrow. Featuring Leah’s three part Irene Adler/Dejah Thoris crossover with art by Francesco Manna.

A team-up set up by SWORDS OF SORROW’s Gail Simone, featuring the writer that she hand-picked: Leah Moore! Irene Adler has been many things in her young life, a fugitive, a master of disguise and a femme fatale, but even she is surprised to find herself made bounty hunter, tracking savage foes across the grimy streets of London. In a far off world, defending Barsoom against an influx of trespassers, Princess Dejah Thoris is ready to put the guilty to her sword. Now, the world-colliding events of SWORDS OF SORROW have brought these dangerous women together… and the fate of planets hang in the balance!

Preview of issue one at dynamite.com


BRIT CIT NOIR

Released: April 7, 2016

Brit Cit NoirCollecting Strange & Darke: New Blood and Storm Warning: The Relic (by Moore & Reppion with art by Tom Foster)

The British equivalent of Mega-City One, Brit-Cit is a crowded metropolis that sprawls across southern England, the future Scotland of Cal-Hab and the South Welsh Peninsula. Buttressed by its own ‘Cursed Earth’, it is a bizarre vision of Britain old and new. Even before the Atomic Wars, Britain had more ghosts and ghouls per square miles than anywhere in the world – and now Brit-Cit is the focal point for an abundance of weird, occult occurrences. Detective Inspector Jericho Strange heads up the Endangered Species Squad – a unit within Brit-Cit’s Justice Department charged with investigating arcane cases. His exposure to a supernatural artefact called the ‘Black Mirror’ has left him with a face his new partner, Becky Darke, will never forget…

Meanwhile, Lillian Storm is a loner Judge who can talk to the dead – but what terrible secrets will she uncover in England’s haunted north?

Prerview of part one at www.forbiddenplanet.co.uk


BLACK WINGS V

Released: mid 2016

Black WingsVolume five of S. T. Joshi’s acclaimed Lovecraftian anthology series will be published by PS Publishing in 2016 and features a story by John entitled The Black Abbess


HAUNTED FUTURES

Released: late 2016

Haunted FuturesA new Ghostwoods Books anthology featuring the likes of Warren Ellis, Tricia Sullivan, Liesel Schwarz, Richard Kadrey, Felicity Shoulders, and more including John with a Weird Tale entitled Greenwood Green.


Other things:

  • The first part of Moore & Reppion’s adaptation of M. R. James’ Ghost Stories of an Antiquary, published by Self Made Hero in the Autumn.
  • A new ten part Black Shuck series for 2000 AD written by Moore & Reppion with art by Steve Yeowell.
  • Leah has a regular column in Comic Heroes magazine (and is writing some features too).
  • An article entitled An Anarchist Timebomb in Greenwich Park by John in the tenth and final issue of SteamPunk Magazine.
  • A collection of articles on the mythology and folklore behind Susanna Clarke’s book (and its recent TV adaptation) Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell written by John, to be published in Darklore 8.
  • A Weird prose story called The Faerie Ring by John which will be published in another anthology title.

All this not even including the things we’ve agreed to do but haven’t started on, the things we’re pitching at the moment, things we’re already thinking about doing (like writing more Electricomics – which you can now read on your computer as well as your iPad!), and online writing for the likes of Daily Grail, Sleeping Shaman, etc.

All in all, if you’re not sick to death of us by the end of it all, 2016 should be a very good year for readers of Moore and/or Reppion.

Daily Grail meet-up, London 2015

Let me start here by saying that blogging somehow seems like some kind of chore here at the arse-end of 2015. I don’t know exactly when this became the case but it’s not just me; I’ve spoken to a few other people who agree that where they once felt like monthly, weekly, or in some cases daily blogging was just normal, now they struggle to do it at all. No-one calls Twitter micro-blogging any more (if they ever actually did) but that is where I am currently expelling my thoughts, wishes, dreams, and unsolicited opinions 140 characters at a time, pretty much 16 hours a day. That’s almost certainly why I have little appetite for actual blogging these days which, instead of fitting in around (read: “distracting me from”) my proper writing, takes a bit more time and effort. It’s a shame because the nature of Twitter means that things tend to be a bit more throwaway – a blip of information as opposed to a big chunk of it. I should be blogging more, I wish I was, but then I rarely have anything to blog about these days. It’s not like a head off to London and have a big pub meet with loads of Forteans and Landscape Punks and… Oh wait, yes, I did that at the weekend. I’ll tell you about that. Continue reading →

Cthulhu Lives! now available as an audiobook

Years and years ago, inspired in no small way by Brian J. Showers’ wonderful book The Bleeding Horse and Other Ghost Stories, I wrote a little thing which was micro published by the man’s very own Swan River Press. It was supposed to be part of an collection which never quite came together.

Years later, I saw that Ghostwoods Books were looking for Lovecraftian submissions for a new anthology they were putting together. I submitted the same story and, with a few minor edits, it was accepted.

Cthulhu Lives! came out in 2014 and my own, by now several years old, tale On the Banks of the River Jordan was included among the fine tales by the likes of Michael Grey, Greg Stolze, and others.

Now, the book has been released as an audio download read by Leeman Kessler and the always wonderful Alasdair Stuart.

It’s just $8 for seventeen stories plus extras and is available from audio.gwdbooks.com

(Update: Cthulhu Lives! is now also available on Audible, US: UK: )

Storm Warning part six in Judge Dredd Megazine 366

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Storm Warning // The Relic
(Part: 5)

Brit-Cit, 2137 AD. Much like its Mega-City counterpart, Brit-Cit Justice Department has its various departments, from Tek to plainclothes, Tactical to Psi-Division, and one of its more prickly operatives in the latter is Lillian Storm, a psychically powerful Judge with the ability to talk to the dead. Unfortunately, her abilities are just as much a curse as they are a talent…

Get Megazine 366 at all good newsagents and comic shops today, or else pick it up via the 2000 AD website now

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Dynamite’s “Women of Dynamite #1” Bundle on Groupees

For the next 12 days Dynamite are running their first “Women of Dynamite” bundle on groupees.com. The more you pay, the more digital comics you get. The more people buy, the more bonus comics are unlocked.

As well as titles like Red Sonja, Vampirella, and Lady Zorrow there are also quite a few Moore & Reppion books up available.

Pay $5 or more and you’ll find The Complete Alice in Wonderland, Damsels: Giant Killer one-shot, and Swords Of Sorrow: Dejah Thoris Irene Adler #3 in your bundle.

Pay $10 or more and you’ll get the complete 13 issue run of Damsels, and the Legends of Red Sonja collection along side lots and lots of other good stuff.

So, please do check out groupees.com/dynamite4 and we hope you enjoy what you get.

Storm Warning part five in Judge Dredd Megazine 365

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Storm Warning // The Relic
(Part: 5)

Brit-Cit, 2137 AD. Much like its Mega-City counterpart, Brit-Cit Justice Department has its various departments, from Tek to plainclothes, Tactical to Psi-Division, and one of its more prickly operatives in the latter is Lillian Storm, a psychically powerful Judge with the ability to talk to the dead. Unfortunately, her abilities are just as much a curse as they are a talent…

Get Megazine 365 at all good newsagents and comic shops today, or else pick it up via the 2000 AD website now

There’s a little bit of process stuff (which contains some minor spoilers if you’re not up to speed) for you beyond the cut below: the script for Page One, Tom’s inks for the first panel of this instalment (more on his Twitter), and the completed first page with colours by Kirsty Swan and letters by Simon Bowland. Enjoy.

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A Morning in the Life of a Writing Parent

At 5:30 am this morning one of my sons – the eldest by five minutes of our three and a half year old twins – woke me up by shouting from the doorway of his room. He was complaining that he was uncomfortable so, my wife being away, I quickly scooped him out of his room and into her side of the bed where I hugged him back to sleep.

At 7:30 am his twin brother got up and went straight into our eldest’s bedroom where he opened the curtains. “Get out of my room!” were the first words out of the very nearly six year old’s mouth, which meant that I immediately had to try to diffuse an argument (by shouting from my bed) in which each child threatened to throw the other out of a window, down the stairs, etc. Getting up, it became apparent the reason twin one had been so uncomfortable in the early hours was because he had suffered some kind of stomach upset and filled his pull-up (which, thankfully he and his brother still wear at night) with diarrhoea. Some of this had leaked out into my bed. I hadn’t smelled it because I’m suffering from a cold which had blocked my nose and painfully inflated my sinuses. Having cleaned the worst off twin one with wipes, I sent the other two boys downstairs to turn the telly on while I ran a shallow bath for him.

An argument broke out downstairs about Netflix and what to watch. I had to go down, put Kid’s TV on, and place the remote somewhere no-one small could reach it. More whinging about Netflix echoed after me as I once again mounted the stairs to get twin one out of the bath. All three kids were due to have a photograph taken together at the eldest’s school at 9 am so I rummaged through the unsorted clean washing and pulled out a school uniform and a reasonably smart set of clothes for twin one. Twin one dressed, he and I joined the others downstairs. Breakfast was a bagle each for the eldest and twin two, a bowl of Frosties for twin one, and a cup of juice for each. I had coffee. Breakfast done, I sent the eldest upstairs to go to the toilet, wash his hands, take his asthma inhaler, and brush his teeth. I went back upstairs to find a set of clothes for twin two that might vaguely match those of his brother.

At 8:30 am the doorbell rang. I went downstairs and found my dad at the door. He’d come to help out and give the twins a lift to nursery but, I explained, we all needed to go to school with the eldest first for their photograph. I started to get twin two dressed but he fought against having a shirt on, straining and pulling as hard as he could “I don’t want to be smart!”. The eldest shouted from upstairs so I ran up to him. He hadn’t been to the toilet or washed his hands. He was showing me the counter on the back of his inhaler which displays how many doses are left, it read 000. I knew for a fact that it read 053 yesterday which meant that, instead of doing any of the things I asked him to do he’d actually just sat on the landing pressing the inhaler over and over again wasting the medicine that keeps him breathing properly. My dad shouted from downstairs so I ran down to find that twin two had done and enormous poo on a potty in the living-room and needed wiping. My dad headed upstairs to help the eldest get dressed while I cleaned twin two and resumed the struggle to get clothes onto him. I said he could have a biscuit if he let me get him dressed.

At 8:50 am, one hour and twenty minutes after getting up, all three children were finally ready to leave the house. I was wearing the same pyjama bottoms I’d slept in, and nothing else.

And, the thing is, this morning was a good morning. Not the very best of mornings, but on the scale of good to bad it was definitely more the former. No-one was injured. Nothing was broken. No-one screeched themselves horse, or flat out refused to do something pointlessly, or ended up repeating a single belligerent phrase over and over and over. No-one’s hair was pulled, no-one had their eye poked, no-one was pinched, or bitten, or shoved over, or stamped on.

Today is Wednesday, one of only two full days we have per week without kids. Today is a writing day. And even though all three of them are such massive pains in the arse, even though writing is the only source of income in our household, I still feel guilty about it. About sending them away, getting them looked after, so I can just sit here and write stuff. I don’t just sit here and write stuff, of course. I do washing, sort washing, do washing up, go food shopping, tidy up, plan what to make for tea, and so on; all the stuff that can’t be done while the three of them are here lest the aforementioned screeching and eye gouging commence while I’m busy pairing socks.

Being a parent is a full time job. Being a writer is a full time job. I have two full time jobs and, I’ve come to realise, it’s not actually possible to give them both the time they need. There was a time, when the twins had just been born, when we were trying to do it – to give as much time to our writing as we had before they arrived – and the writing suffered for it. I’m glad it did. Rather that than neglect the kids in favour of the “work” which, as everyone knows, isn’t really proper work anyway, just making stuff up.

I see childless contemporaries on social media pulling all-nighters, jetting from convention to convention, writing five books a month, yet still finding the time to record that podcast, and play some D&D. Two decades past teen-hood and they’re still working as hard as they can on living the life their sixteen year old self wanted. Fair play to them. Do you know what I want? I want a rest. Just a tiny bit of free time where I don’t feel guilty about not working or not doing something with, or for, the kids. I don’t get that because I have two full time jobs, neither of which is really a “proper job”.

If you’ll excuse me I’m off to change the shitty sheets on my bed.

Other posts from the Parenting and Writing/Editing Blog Tour.

On Being a Creative Parent.

No I don’t mean Sellotaping your children to skateboards so you can get round ASDA in under four hours.

I mean being Creative, and at the same time, being a Parent, to children, whom you also created. There is a laboured metaphor in there somewhere but you can unpack it yourself. Its beyond me.

When you are a writer, there is a mighty struggle to get yourself sat in the chair in front of the keyboard and actually write the thing. Whether you are a full time, part time, evenings or weekend writer, you will experience Days of Much Writing and days where it is torturous to put fingers to keyboard at all. You may have complex mechanisms in place to try and achieve more Days of Much Writing and less Days of No Writing. You may have a system that just works. You are a writing machine. A Writing Express Train barrelling toward that deadline at supercharged lighting speed! Yay you!

Oh wait, you’re pregnant? Your partner is? Not long to go, just finished the nursery, all excited…wow. Okay. Settle down now. You need to hear this, my writer-soon-to-be-parent.

All writers who suddenly have an actual baby, experience the utter vertiginous terror that comes when you realise that baby does not care whether you are having a Day of Much Writing, or a Day of No Writing. Babies just have NOW. Not day or night or weeks, or any of that. They don’t ramp with any of our grownup chronological bullshit. They are just little biological factories intent on growing as fast as they can and working out how to get nearer to the cat. They do not give two explosive mustard coloured shits for your word count or, for that matter, for your deadline.

When you write for a living and you have children, you have to set your brain to a special mode, which, like platform 13 ½ is between two more regularly used clumps of grey matter.
On one side of your brain you have FRANTIC. Which is where you spend much of your time, doing laundry, driving to school, buying food, paying bills, and assembling a bookcase while a toddler casually tears pages out of your books just within earshot. This is the zone you used to inhabit when you had a deadline, and the adrenaline would pound through your fingers as you bashed out the last two thou in a caffeine induced mania like a GODDAMN NINJA, and handed in your work and smiled and danced and hugged your spouse and said I DID IT! and YEAH!
This is now where you mostly live.
You will use that jolt of adrenaline hunting for tiny unshat underpants at 8:45am when you forgot it was PE day, and the baby is biting the toddler, and the car MOT was up last week, and you do not know what was in your shoe, it might have been toast, but you put it on anyway. The second jolt might see you through the school run and halfway to lunchtime, but as soon as you slam a plastic bowl of microwaved spaghetti hoops down in front of the little monster, and sit down yourself to speed-eat a sandwich, your brain will engage the second side of your brain which is SLOTH.
Sloth is the thing that staples you to your bed despite the sounds of warfare coming from the kids room. Sloth is the thing that stops you sorting out the huge pile on the dining table and makes everyone eat off their knees. Sloth is the body and brain’s natural and completely morally sound reaction to spending 80% of your time in FRANTIC.
Sloth is the thing you fall back to when you have a moment to yourself. An uninterrupted poo. A shower where you actually wash and condition your hair. The morning your mum has the baby. The day the toddler goes to nursery.
SLOTH IS PLEASURE.
FRANTIC IS PAIN.

When you are a writer and you have children, you have to balance your internal compass to the exact tipping point between the two and keep it there. If you approach work in FRANTIC the way you do the housework, you might write a lot, but it will just say SHITSHITSHITSHIT and your editor will fire you. If you try and attempt it in SLOTH you will just stare at Facebook or water the plants, or daydream about getting the garage converted into a studio, and wind up on Pinterest three hours later, with your spouse/parent arriving with your kids, and saying “hello love, did you get lots done?” and your stomach will drop, and your bowels become water because you had that time, and WASTED IT LIKE A SLOTHFUL BITCH.
Don’t do that.

Instead, make lists of what you have to do, writing, emailing, editing, contacting people, booking for conventions, or whatever and then do them methodically. Set yourself a word count or a page count, or any goal that is neither totally unachievable nor easy. Promise yourself lunch when you get half way. Promise yourself Netflix if you make it to count before the kids get back.
Some writers might find they still have need of their old ways, their systems and habits. Some might even find that they are able to work more efficiently now they have a small crying person, a living sword of Damocles hanging over them. Sometimes it’s just the kick up the arse you need to be productive.

Since having my children, I do more on my Days Of No Writing than I used to do on my Days Of Much Writing. For some reason this hasn’t materialised into huge wealth or success, and I do not give myself more credit for doing it. The disappointment at this realisation is second only to the lack of fanfare when I stopped smoking. Thirteen years of not smoking later, and nobody has given me a certificate, or a bouquet, or a ticker tape parade. BOOOO.
I tread that razor sharp edge between FRANTIC and SLOTH as best I can, and on the days when FRANTIC wins, and I make mistakes, or send things off un-proofed, or schedule masses of nonsense to post automatically on Social Media, I give myself a pass for getting anything done. And when I lapse into SLOTH and sit staring at Edwardian Boots for an hour, or browsing ice cream recipes, or wondering if I could make my hair be in a fishtail braid, I give myself a pass then, because leisure, like work, is a tough thing to achieve these days. You have to grab the moments where you can. You’d go mad otherwise.

Leah Moore

October 5th 2015

This was written as part of a Parenting And Writing Blog Tour. I will put the links to posts by other people in the comments under this post, so you can read them too.

Storm Warning part four in Judge Dredd Megazine 364

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Storm Warning // The Relic
(Part: 4)

Brit-Cit, 2137 AD. Much like its Mega-City counterpart, Brit-Cit Justice Department has its various departments, from Tek to plainclothes, Tactical to Psi-Division, and one of its more prickly operatives in the latter is Lillian Storm, a psychically powerful Judge with the ability to talk to the dead. Unfortunately, her abilities are just as much a curse as they are a talent…

Get Megazine 364 at all good newsagents and comic shops today, or else pick it up via the 2000 AD website now

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If you’re on Twitter then you should be following Storm Warning artist Tom Foster (@JumbleCashback) who has been posting his inks for the series as each new Meg comes out. Stuff like this:


This month’s instalment is a bit of a change of pace with a little Aliens and [REC] thrown into the mix. And when will people learn that Judge Storm doesn’t do touching?

Storm Warning part three in Judge Dredd Megazine 363

(Yes, I know it came out a couple of weeks back now but the school Summer Holidays have only just finished and this is pretty much the first time I’ve sat down at my PC properly in  weeks.)

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Storm Warning // The Relic
(Part: 3)

Brit-Cit, 2137 AD. Much like its Mega-City counterpart, Brit-Cit Justice Department has its various departments, from Tek to plainclothes, Tactical to Psi-Division, and one of its more prickly operatives in the latter is Lillian Storm, a psychically powerful Judge with the ability to talk to the dead. Unfortunately, her abilities are just as much a curse as they are a talent…

Get Megazine 363 at all good newsagents and comic shops today, or else pick it up via the 2000 AD website now

Apologies and info dumps

Sorry. No really, sorry.

We’ve really not been keeping on top of posting things here for a while now, and we’re sorry.

Leah’s incredibly busy with Electricomics (and the now impending launch thereof ) and has been for what seems like a very long to now. It’s also the school Summer Holidays which means a host of children to constantly feed, placate, and entertain here at Moore-Reppion Towers.

Anyway, yeah, we’re very busy and we haven’t stayed on top of updating the site. So sorry about that.

What have we missed telling you about?

Megazine 362 with it’s amazing Alex Ronald Storm Warning cover and part 2 of the series

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Storm Warning // The Relic
(Part: 2)

Brit-Cit, 2137 AD. Much like its Mega-City counterpart, Brit-Cit Justice Department has its various departments, from Tek to plainclothes, Tactical to Psi-Division, and one of its more prickly operatives in the latter is Lillian Storm, a psychically powerful Judge with the ability to talk to the dead. Unfortunately, her abilities are just as much a curse as they are a talent…

People seem to be really enjoying the series (and especially Tom’s artwork) which is lovely to hear/read.

Leah was recently a guest on that lovely, talented man Paul Cornell’s podcast chat show The Cornell Collective

Welcome to the Cornell Collective. Paul’s guests are novelist Chuck Wendig, comics writer Leah Moore and YouTube presenter Christel Dee. Together they discuss people who have made them starstruck, being recognised by strangers, how parenthood affects pop culture consumption and how to bluff your way through not having actually watched Breaking Bad.

Leah’s also had a few new Lifetime articles published recently, and she’s off to Mexico next month (9th to the 13th of September) for the Pixelatl Festival (so if you, or anyone you know, are anywhere near Cuernavaca city next month, please check it out).

I think that’s about it but more than likely I’ve forgotten a couple of things yet again.

Sorry.

Swords of Sorrow: Dejah Thoris & Irene Adler 3 (of 3) out now

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The third and final issue of Leah and Francesco Manna’s Swords of Sorrow mini series arrived in shops, both physical and electronical, yesterday.

The streets of London are no place for a woman all on her own. They are, however just fine for a woman wielding a Sword. Dejah Thoris is used to London’s dirt, and its rain, but she is growing tired of its people. She and Irene Adler must surely band together to find the Banth and get Thoris back to Barsoom, but to do that, one of them would first have to back down…

There’s a five page preview at CBR if you’d like to check it out. Also, some very nice reviews.

Writing as a duo, as we have for more than a decade now, it’s really interesting for me to see something Leah wrote without my input. The series has come out so great – so much like what we do together and yet somehow just a little different – and I’ve really, really enjoyed reading it.

Daily Grail Strange & Norrell articles: V – The Raven King

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My fifth and final Strange & Norrell piece for the Daily Grail is now online. It’s called The Raven King.

I’ve really enjoyed writing the S&N pieces (almost as much as I’ve enjoyed the genuinely wonderful TV series) and probably could have gone on and on but thought it best to quit before people got too bored. Thanks for all the lovely things people have been saying about the articles. I hope I can do something similar again in the future.

John on the Strange and Norrell podcast Lost-Hope

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The finale of Peter Harness’ brilliant TV adaptation of Susanna Clarke’s master-work Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell aired on BBC One last night and if you missed it then you should catch up as soon as you possibly can (if you’re in the US you’re lucky enough to still have a few episodes to go).

I spoke to @fittentrim at Lost-Hope: A Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell podcast about my own love of the book and TV series, and about my Daily Grail articles on the folklore and history behind the story.