The Gigantic Beard That Was Evil - Update
I am very busy!
I know what you're thinking. You're impressed. You're thinking, "That is so amazing. You're busy! Wow, man, I am so excited to read that. I've never met a busy person, let alone one who actually vocalises the fact that they think they are busy. You must be so terribly important and, you know, like, needed by the Universe and stuff. And yet you don't go on about it at all! Well done, Steve. Well done you. Come over here everyone! This guy says he's busy!".
A crowd will gather round, and I'll be like, no, I don't wanna talk about it, and they'll be like no go on, tell us how busy you are and I'll be like well alright just let go of my arms and head and I'll tell you.
OK. So here's what I've been up to. It goes like this:
Scritch Scritch Scritch. Scritch Scritch Scritch Scritch Scritch Scritch Scritch. Scritch Scritch Scritch. Scritch.
That is the sound of a pencil!
At one end of it is me. At the other end is my MASSIVE BOOK. Or at least a page that will subsequently feature in my Massive Book. I say massive, it actually takes about 45 minutes to read (and two years to make, it seems). It's drawn entirely in pencil, on A3 pages, with loads of dark pages and masses of hatching. Hence, it is taking a long time.
I had an exciting meeting at Jonathan Cape the other day where we discussed paper stock and cover design and things and now it feels like this thing that I've been draw draw drawing for so long might actually be a tangible thing one day, and might be something I can be quite proud of. This is a nice feeling.
It is due to be published mid-2013 now, though I've got a delivery deadline of October 1st. More stuff to be posted here as I finish it.
What else have I been doing? Hum. Living in the country. Failing to DIY my house. Hanging out with my wife. Popping into London. Drinking lots of coffee. Obsessing over my comics. Looking after some chickens. Drawing stuff for Wired. Jogging round fields. Drawing covers for the Spectator. Updating my website. Going to weddings. Selling some prints. Worrying about my posture. You know - stuff.