The Man Who Taught the Boy Who Invented Anti-Time

They say it’s best to draw on your own experiences when writing. Well, ‘The Psychedelic Journal of Time Travel #3’ is out, and my story therein, ‘The Boy Who Invented Anti-Time’, is 25% autobiographical. To wit, the first page, set in a classroom, happened pretty much as depicted. (Well, apart from one little universe-dissolving, time-imploding detail.) If you’re wondering which character represents me in this tale of a boy’s greasy brain leaking concepts that were never meant to be leaked, I’ll leave you to figure that out for yourself.

For this one, I team up once more with the mighty art-machine David Broughton, but this time in full lurid colour. We’ve even had a lovely early write-up from review-fiend Steve Hargett, who says:

A classroom and a boy with ideas that could end the world, universe and everything. Excellent concept that really delivers. Bold and engaging art with very well thought out lettering.

Cheers, Steve! But the real praise of course belongs to editorial gurus Owen Watts and Geoffrey Crescent, who, when not busy dancing madly backwards (on a sea of air), have pulled off an utter blinder in compiling this spectactular small-press organ, as consistent in quality as you’d expect from the cornucopia of talented folks involved. You know what to do, comics-buying public! Here’s where to go.

Oh, and as for Carl Pearce's cover - there are no words. Unbelievably brilliant. (Ok, so there're two words at least.) Feast them peepers...

Our Friends in the North (and Spain.)

 ‘The Psychedelic Journal of Time Travel’ has been unearthed from down the back of the space-time sofa and unleashed upon an unsuspecting world – well, maybe not that unsuspecting, given that svengali, editor and all-round good egg Owen Watts has a bit of a track record when it comes to such peculiar pamphlets. The panel shown features my favourite line from ‘Stand and Relive Her’, the story I did with Bruno Stahl – it makes about as much sense out of context as it does in. (Letters by the fire-walking Dave Evans, aka Bolt-01.) The Journal has already garnered a couple of strong reviews - over on Everything Comes Back to 2000AD, self-reputed pasty-aficionado and demi-droid Pete Wells says of ‘Stand...’:

A fun, nostalgia ridden assassination of the fad-filled, Tory dominated 1980s. A clever little script that had me smiling throughout and glorious art make this another stand out tale.

Whilst in his review, blogger Steve Hargett says:

The 80s are back… Oh lummee!  Bold and colourful and poking very irreverent fun at the 80s.

Which is jolly nice of both these lovely chaps. Get your mitts on the Journal over here. There are some superb stories in it.

Meanwhile, in other unrelated news, ‘Martillo: Devil-Smiter’ is back on track. The final pieces are at last in place for this 52-page collection of fierce Spanish priest stories, created by myself and artist David Broughton. It won’t be too long before it manifests its ungodly presence in YOUR world. Brace yourselves!

Psychedelic Stirs (or: I’ll Tell You What I Want, What I Really, Really Want...)

As I have doubtless noted in the past, the catalyst for my attempts at this comic-writing lark was the demented vulpine mechanism known as Owen Watts, and his Dr. WTF?! anthology. Well, Dr. WTF?! has morphed into ThePsychedelic Journal of Time Travel, and with its second issue (not quite sure when it’s out – end of August?) I make my return to its welcoming bosom. This time, I’m teamed up with the stunningly talented Bruno Stahl, whose work has previously graced the pages of Zarjaz. Instead of presenting a preview panel, I’m showing off a beautifully painted pic of the main cast, which I believe Bruno did before sinking his talons into the story proper.

 

Crikey! The story is called ‘Stand and Relive Her’ (though in an early draft, it was called ‘The Lady’s Not Returning’) and I am saying virtually nothing about what happens. Well, except that to note that it was written well before a certain hugely divisive British public figure (not pictured above!) shuffled off this mortal coil – but it at times does look a little as if it was inspired by that very event. Just a case of fortuitous timing – well, fortuitous for the comic, not so fortuitous for said public figure.

Anyway, if you want to feast your eyes on more of Bruno’s gorgeous fully-painted output, pop over here.