Okay; I think...wait...okay, yeah: I think I'm up to this now. Maybe.
I don't know what's wrong with me...or, actually, I do; I just don't see how it's fair.
What's wrong with me is chronic migraine--some stupid chemical imbalance causing these headaches and disproving the existence of deities worth worshipping. And, before any creatards infer anything, no: I don't lack beliefs about deities because my head hurts; I lack beliefs about deities because I don't believe in things--especially stupid, unevidenced things--particularly especially stupid, unevidenced things ponced out by lying, illiterate morons. But that should be a bit of a given.
Anyway: my head hurts. Again. I kinda got over it a couple days ago, then got too caught up in feeling okay to get much of anything done; now I'm back to having a headache, and not terribly interested in being awake. Except that I can't sleep anymore.
Nonetheless, here's a bit of what's happened over the last week, headaches notwithstanding....

Zombie: The Musical
Not really; but that sounded good just then. Actually, a better title would be Paroxysm. And not a musical. Partly because musicals suck. Reefer Madness notwithstanding.
But, there has actually been some discussion lately about developing the novel into a film. I hasten to mention though that this wasn't my idea, and I'm not completely onboard yet; the fact of the matter is that the novel is immense, even after it was chopped down from fifteen hundred pages. Meaning that, really, there's nothing left to remove, and enough left to require a film several hours long. Also, that's singular; I wouldn't want this thing cut into four films; even allowing that StarWars was cut into six, based on its original treatment, too many people see too many episodes as nothing more than contrived bullshit designed to make more money.
Granted, I'm okay with making money; I'm just not okay with making money for its own sake.
Other people are loosely involved, if not fully onboard yet either. For that, I'm not too comfy with namedropping yet; but I can promise that a couple of them are people you've heard of--at least, you've heard of their stuff, whether you realise it or not. That's kinda the good news: to date, people seem to get that this wouldn't be a film made for a couple million bucks; salaries aside, production could easily push the thing toward nine figures. Believe it or not, that's still a bit rare in the industry.
For better or worse, I haven't got much more news on that yet. In fact, I still haven't agreed to it at all. But I'm keeping it in mind, and considering some of these factors; I do get that, given the bodies of work of some of the people potentially working on this thing, it could actually be good if it happened.
I should also mention that, so far, no one's really talked about casting. Each character in the novel has a certain aesthetic which I could relate to someone out there, but that's meaningless. Also, I should admit that I haven't read the novel since before anyone else began to; I should do that sometime and see what I think of it now. Which is actually why I write books: enough novels annoy me by the end that I just want something to read that I can like. And I haven't done that yet with this one. Partly because my head hurts.

Hookups
Also not really; but it's about the same concept.
I shouldn't admit this, but I'm not totally sure why the popular stuff at Wasted, Inc. is actually popular.
That is to say that I don't really get why the stuff I personally consider to be lesser is more popular than the stuff I consider to be better. But, that seems to be the case. And, since it happens to bug me a bit, I figure it's about time to see what happens if I push things to be better than they are.
The problem with that plan is that I'm not personally real good at that sort of thing. I'm good at writing. In a world where illiteracy is considered cool. I'm not bad at CG; but, for shirts, 2D is better; and that's what I'm not real good at.
But that's okay, because Swyndle is. And, as it happens, what he's not real good at is remembering to put the stuff he can draw in seconds onto shirts and things.
So, the logical next step is to get him to draw stuff so I can put it on shirts. Granting that Wasted's already got some netbased popularity, due largely to wordofmouth and the inclusion of its URL on the existing shirts, it should logically work out to get his stuff onto my shirts where people can see and like it, and then buy it.
So, we've been talking about that a bit. In a real way, we've been talking about it a bit for the last twelve years. We even got started on it at one point with Predacious Moments. But, as it happens, that's a good example of the better stuff doing less well than, say, this; and I still can't quite understand that, personally.
Granting that it's possible that Predacious Moments is a bit too weird for most people, going a bit more mainstream while still upsetting the heartland might be the way to handle this. In terms of marketing. For my own part, I've just been noticing that Hookups have been kinda boring lately. I mean, I keep trying to buy their shirts [allowing that, first and foremost, they make skateboards], but the odds against finding one I like and lack, in my size, are growing at an alarming rate. Meanwhile, Swyndle's as good or better at exactly that sort of semimanga thing, and Wasted's in the position to sell them--in all sizes.
So, we're talking about that now. If I can get rid of this damned headache, we should end up talking more about it later today, IRL. Then, if those unworshippable deities want to start existing, there might be some progress to be announced by tomorrow or so.

More later....
For now, my head does still hurt. And I think that's most of the news anyway. There's the small matter of getting the site all caught up, but most of that's done; you may have noticed that, unless you're really new here. I've still got a few things left to convert from .html to .php [I already reverted them from .asp, which doesn't work on this UnixServer], but I'm not up to that yet. I'll try to get it done sometime this week. So:
More later....

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