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A panel from “Sorceries Unspoken”
Occult Detective Illustrated has taken on a life of its own. I had intended, when I dreamed it up yesterday morning, for it to serve as a well I could turn to when others had run dry. Instead it has been all-consuming. I’ve drawn six pages in two days. I might just have to press on and see this project through to the end.
While my collaborator labors away on the illustration side of Oddfellows Serenade, I find myself idyll on the comic front. A wee bit of an artist myself, one thing I’ve never seriously attempted was illustrating a comic myself. So, in the interim I’ve begun another little project — Occult Detective Illustrated. Inside will be a collection of stories and strips, all written and drawn by yours truly. Some will be experimental. Some a bit more traditional. It may take me a year or more to complete, but its something to occupy myself with whenever I need a bit of a break from other projects. It will give me a chance to stretch a different set of muscles as comic work is a far cry different from covers and pin-ups. I’m looking forward to diving in and seeing what happens when I swim in dark and unfamiliar waters.
The drumming of the rain on the window sill is whispering
my name & sharing secrets meant only for my ears.
The landscape has changed. The air, different. Alien. Hostile, even. Artists of every stripe have felt the tremors of the reality shift for a while now. Some have faltered. Some have not. Adapt. Overcome. These are the magic words whispered in the quiet and secret places. Evolve. Ascend. It’s a new world out there, one in which the art of creation is once again fresh and alive, immediate and surreal. To become a part of this preternatural construct, to carve out a place within its borders, requires sacrifice and an intuitive leap into the astral soup of infinite possibility.
Traditional avenues of artistic expression are not what they once were. That is a given. Welcome to the Cyber Age. Now, more than ever, it is the artist’s obligation to take the reins in their own hands, to become the brand, through will and perseverance.
I have had an epiphany of sorts.
Let’s face the truth of it. I am 46 years old. Still a young man, by most accounts. I know what I want to create, what I want to leave behind. That is now what I am working toward. Standing at the cusp of this new reality, I embark upon The Great Work. My Words. My Pictures. Magick in its purest form.
There is a darkness on the horizon and all is right with the world.
Dark forces must surely be afoot because Landon Connors has joined Facebook.
“Like” him if you’ve a mind to.
I’ll be posting links to Free Fiction featuring the erstwhile occult detective, plus uploading pages from Oddfellows Serenade, the comic series I’ve been working on with artist Chris Wilson.
Who knows what else might show up?
When Landon Connors is involved, you just never know for sure.
He’s a crafty devil.
On Saturday, May 5th, you can find me at the 7th Annual Mo*Con Convention held at Trinity Church 6151 N. Central Avenue Indianapolis, IN 46220.
Mo*Con is “the little convention that could”.
Put together by Indiana Horror Writers and hosted by author Maurice Broaddus, Mo*Con is different from just about any writer’s convention you’ll come across.
It’s an intimate gathering of writers, artists, and fans discussing everything from the nuts and bolts of putting words on a page to the ins and outs of navigating the rough waters of the publishing industry. What makes this convention unique, however, are the wide range of issues addressed, such as gender and spirituality.
There’s always an impressive stable of guests. In addition to IHW members such as myself, Maurice, Michael West, Jerry Gordon, and Nicole Cushing for example, there’s also special guests. This year includes the likes of Nate Southard, Mary SanGiovanni, and Mary Robinette Kowal. You’re also likely to find Chesya Burke, Lucy Snyder, Wrath James White, Debbie Kuhn, publishing mogul Jason Sizemore and others taking part and milling about.
It’s a special convention, one in which truly lasting friendships are formed and you come away better than when you arrived.
I’ll be there. You should be too.