It's been a little quieter than usual across the tubes, the last few. Lots of folks getting into gear on school, new projects, end of summer stuff, dodging hurricane season, etc. How'd we all do this week?
Busy at work getting ready for Hurricane Ike. I've spent three days at our "Emergency Operations" center making sure everything will work if we need it.
Down here on the wide world's arse, the hurricanes aren't bothering us, but there are signs that the winter is loosening its grip: magpies eyeing human skulls suspiciously, and multi-layered woolly climate armour being traded for lighter clothing and -- wonder of wonders! -- cleavages, this year, which is a nice change from the arse-crack pants of previous seasons.
Always a joy to find another six pages of FA, of course; goes without saying. And do I detect a heightening of tension around the whole shared-guilt, "we did it" theme? Is something going to crack? Do we get to find out what exactly they did? I think this might be the volume in which that minor mystery is revealed... or else our good friend Warren is just a gigantic tease. Hmmm... which theory seems more likely?
That last page with Arkady was really beautiful. I wonder if she can see Scotland from where she's sitting? Other highlights - the reflection in Karl's glasses matching the sky... there's something so dreamlike about this arc, but I sense the rough beast of Ultraviolence slouching twoards Whitechapel. Also, this week Im really looking forward to the TPB of the first arc... Trying to resist a re-read until it comes out.
As for me, had a good week. Today am cannibalizing old novel drafts for short story ideas. Makes me wonder if when I look back on my current work in five years, it will look as piss-poor as this stuff I'm remixing now? Hmm. At least it shows I'm evolving.
It's been a shitty week. An hour after the last episode was released onto the supermation infohighway, I crashed my car. I then tired to get drunk but couldn't. I tried again the next day, butg still failed. Then I got diagnosed with achilles tendonitis. Then my job went all crappy. But today is a new day - FreakAngels day, and things are all alright again.
For now.
Incidentally, I read Stephen Baxter's Flood this week. It got weighed down by the inevitability of its conclusion but for a while it was imagining that the FreakAngels would rise out of the chaos...
Still with the deft mixing of funny personal stuff and hints of Whatever Happened.
Love the very sibling-like teasing in the first pages. Kirk's one step away from singing 'Connor and Alice, sitting in a tree, F-O-O-K-I-N-G'. Also, Karl getting all huffy about people not responding to his generosity.
That last page is a thing of beauty. Props to Duffield. Well, it's all pretty, of course, as usual. But that last page takes the cake. At least until next week, when he will, in all probabilty, surpass himself again.
In a forgettable week, where the days have pretty much blended together, Freakangels Friday was very welcome. So thank you, Warren and Paul, for my weekly six pages.
loving the pacing.... another fine episode. Not awake enough to comment any further.
As for the week. had to let an intern go cause he was so counter-productive it wasn't funny, so I felt bad as he was sooooo eager and was really counting on turning the internship into a paying job. On the up side though, the higher ups then hired some one with some experience and he has been great so far.
Again, even the episodes that are basically interstitial are beyond satisfying.
But I have a question/comment, and if this has been addressed anywhere else on the Whitechapel boards, would you please point me in the direction of that discussion?
Has Warren or anyone else discussed the "hardness" of the Freakangels' names? All the Ks and hard Cs -- Karl, KK, Connor, etc., and now Miki. I'm afraid I'm too dense and/or undereducated to figure out any common literary or mythological origin to them (I hope it's not something that's right in front of my face, like, "Duh, they're apostles, dude"), and the common construction fascinates me.