Broken Robots and Memoirs

»Seth W recently released a little zine of sketches of broken robots, called Broken Robots. You can get it for free if he has any more of them. It makes a nice addition to the decor for any of my fellow cubicle jockeys’ working quarters (see photo, where it is nicely coupled with a full color program for a Czech Republic gallery opening). There were only a dozen so Broken Robot #1’s made so you’ll have to break out the ol’ hair shirt as penance if you missed the boat, even though is was not your fault. You have been dodging guilt for too long in your life and I’ve been appointed to show you the way. Grab your bags.

»I’m beta-reading one Jamie Kranig’s memoirs. I regard beta-reading like existing inside the author’s brain as a malignant larvae, waiting to hatch and burst out of their skull with fangs made of red pens and cursing in perfectly formed English sentences. It’s an awesome and masochistic process to let someone read your first draft of anything, because there’s always things to be purged and other things to become more infected with different ideas. Call an ambulance because this boil’s gonna get lanced.