-A belated "so this happened" is in order: Comics of the Weak has moved over to the Comics Journal, where it will appear on a weekly basis every Friday morning. The first four are up now.
It's very, very tempting to write a self-congratulatory bit of faux history for COTW, but the truth is that it was a tossed off idea that became this blog's institution. It was never designed to get me a gig writing for money, or to be thrust into an antagonistic relationship with the comics industry, and yet, it did both. It took over this blog's tone a long time ago, and it probably comes as no surprise to our 15 or so longtime readers that I was nearing exhaustion with it in the last year or so. The Journal's offer came along at the exact moment--barely 24 hours--after Nina and I had agreed that this site was in need of some kind of basic overhaul, if only because the two of us were finding the experience stagnant.
Moving forward, the plan is for TFO to update on a somewhat more consistent basis--three times a week is the current plan--and the random nature will be making a welcome return. That doesn't mean that there won't be comics reviews on a regular basis! Nina has a lot to say, and I'm as excited to read that as I hope you are, but for the time being, COTW's time on the Factual is at an end. I'm really stoked for this blog's next phase, and I'm forever grateful to those of you who have stuck it out with me. It's because of you that I've gotten the chance to write and interact with some of my own personal heroes. Thank you so, so much.
POSSIBLE EXIT STRATEGIES
-Nina's review of Supurbia is up now, you can find that by scrolling down or clicking this link. I can count on one hand (the number is three) the amount of times I couldn't finish reading a comic that Nina ended up writing about, and Supurbia--which is such a piece of shit that I guessed it was written by some bargain basement celebrity even before finding out that was actually the case--is lucky number four.
-In the land of things that don't suck, you'll find My Friend Dahmer. Derf's hybrid of autobiography and straight-up reportage is one of the best comics I've read in a long time, and the first non-fiction one that I've been excited about on a visceral level since Guy Delisle's Pyongyang. There were a ton of people blowing smoke about that mediocre Green River Killer last year--I really hope that all of that ensuing disappointment won't turn people off from reading Derf's work, which is what a legit grown-up comic is supposed to read like.
-Over at The Comics Journal, you can find the first four Comics of the Weak's (1, 2, 3, 4), two of which feature work from Nate Bulmer and Abhay Khosla. Abhay needs little introduction--he's the funniest person writing about comics--but in case you've yet to read his stuff, you can find a great selection over at his Twist Street tumblr, and, of course, The Savage Critics. Nate Bulmer's comics are a recent find for me, part of the blessings I've run into since I stopped being such a close-minded prick about webcomics. He's very, very funny, and I'm glad he agreed to join the squad.
-That's it for now. There's a great article about Camus versus Sartre in the New Yorker, and I totally recognize and celebrate how cliched and ridiculous that statement sounds.