From the bottom of my heart I have to tell you your problems are stupid

Oddly, it hasn't been laziness or playing videogames - the only two reasons off the top of my head I can think of for abandoning regular posts on a blog no-one reads - but it was, in fact, doing other things that kept me at a distance from you, my imaginary audience, as I was out doing The Work, which is currently appearing in David "I wonder if he gets Alan Moore's cut of the money but I don't want to ask in case it offends" Lloyd's ACES WEEKLY, the other UK weekly anthology about sci-fi and fantasy, but with creator-owned properties instead of house characters, so it makes even less money.
I am both fortunate and honored to be one of the drains on the limited compensation David receives for the headache of putting the title out every week, and to be honest if I'd done something that got picked up and turned into a film like David did, I'd retire, convinced I had paid my dues, and I would spend my time hating comics and sniping at newer, younger creators on the internet rather than tirelessly promoting them and giving them a platform, but I suppose that's what makes me and David different people.  Well, that and the talent and success.
ANYHOO the comic I have contributed alongside my barely-housetrained writing monkey Lee Robson is Velicity Jones, a female-led spy romp  NO WAIT COME BACK set in a version of the 1960s that will be familiar to viewers of the output of ITC and Lew Grade, so all PG13 stuff, though lord knows what that means these days - I watched some of that Dark Crystal show for children on Netflix and someone had their eye bitten out in the first five minutes.  Any wonder the world is full of psychos these days.
Non-psychos will find much to admire in Velicity Jones, I am sure, and it can be viewed via Borg distribution nodes everywhere for the laughably low subscription price of £6.99 per volume, $9.99 in dollars, or €7.99 if you want to be awkward.

I have, of course, deliberately omitted any mention of Bolt-01, our letterer on this and the previous two volumes of Velicity Jones, because like all comics creators, I marginalize and dismiss the work of letterers, the people without whom making comics would be literally impossible, so yah absolutely let's bung the colourist's name on the front covers of books there.  Couldn't tell a story without lettering and monochrome comics are commonplace in the market, but okay.  Bolt-01 (aka Dave Evans) doesn't seem to have a presence on the old social media, but the official blog of FutureQuake Press - a fine publishing venture in which the lad is balls deep - can be found HERE.

Love don't mix with this pimpin' man!

Because a man cannot live on hate alone - God knows I have tried - I have put some work up on Comicsy that you can pay for if you fancy.  No, I don't fully understand this concept of giving someone money in exchange for their creative work either and I'm not sure it'll catch on, but I've done it anyway so never let it be said that I won't try new things.

The creative work in question is a restoration of the first 21 pages (five chapters) of mid-80s toy tie-in comic War Cars, which you might remember I mentioned here on the blog on the first of Apr-- erm, back at the start of April this year.  I have made no secret of my affection for old UK comics and this project has been prompted by that, specifically Ian Rimmer and Simon Fuman's utterly bonkers Zoids run, as well as elements of Furman's Transformers comics from around the same time.  If you like the thought of a post-apocalyptic Whacky Races-type scenario, have £1.99 to spare and don't fancy waiting around until it turns up on scanning sites so you can read it for free, perhaps you might give it a try?

War Cars Collected 001 is available as a .PDF, .CBZ or .CBR for download to e-readers, tablets, and Borg Distribution Nodes HERE.