Monday, January 15, 2007

Swings and Roundabouts.

I found out on Saturday that I'm no longer wanted to pencil Jane Eyre. The pencils I sent him that 'would take some beating' (as said in the original email) are now not good enough. Oh well.
I'm glad I didn't hand in my notice, and I regret telling everyone I'd got the gig in the first place, as these things have a habit of turning round and biting me on the arse. It is a bit crap to tell someone they've got a job (and be really enthusiastic about it) and then pull the rug out a fortnight later.
Now I've had a couple of days to think about it, I don't think Jane Eyre was really 'me', and I probably wouldn't have done it justice. I've got a few other irons in the fire. To be seriously considered for the job in the first place was a step forward for me. It was nice while it lasted.
Anyway, I drowned my sorrows with Herculean amounts of alcohol on Saturday, when I met up with some old schoolfriends of mine, and had a great time. Later on, after most of our original party had gone home, some other people (unconnected with our party and quite coincidentally)I went to school with turned up. They've all gone over to the Dark Side (they're all teachers) and they've all got no hair. It seems, in the sixteen years since I last saw these blokes, I've aged the least. But it's swings and roundabouts, as I've probably gained the most weight.

11 comments:

Jemima said...

Hairy fatty, skinny baldie, it's a tough choice. I'd hate to dating a teacher tho. I've heard they can get a bit bossy and demanding. So you're probably the best of your class.

Maybe you could self publish your own version of JE just to show them! But with fewer women in.

steve said...

what a bummer! commiserations old boy. you dont get to grow a beard and go funny- thats the worst bit i'd say.

cherry girl said...

That sucks so much! Big hugs x

IanDSharman said...

Gah, that sucks. Been bitten that way in the past too. That's why I update my blog less and less, because it's supposed to be news about my comic book career but I never want to post anything in case it falls through. I have some pretty huge news right now but I'm not posting about it for that very reason.

Oh, and it works from the other side too, as I've lost count of the amoutn of times I've posted about the awesome new artist on one of my projects only to have weeks go by with no art before they finally tell me they can't do it.

mick said...

Jemima: I'm thinking of doing a sequel to it, called Eyre 2: Bertha's Revenge, when the mental woman in the loft comes back as a zombie and starts eating the household staff, until Rochester trips her up with his white stick and then Jane dashes her brains out with a copy of Gulliver's Travels.
I think it's got legs, that idea....

Steve: Thanks for the commiserations. I might still grow the beard, though. The going funny thing has already started, I think (see above).

Cherry Girl: Thanks for the virtual hugs! I was thinking I had a new online girlfriend and everything, and it turns out to be pid! Good to have you here, anyway, whatever your name is.

Ian: I wondered why you hadn't updated!
Good luck with the new project. I was talking with Tony Lee the other day and he mentioned you might have a big new project.

bb said...

on the bright side, i suppose it is (in theory) easier to lose weight than it is to generate new follicular growth.

but commiserations on the gig. as that cherry girl pointed out, their treatment of you does, indeed, suck.

jonni said...

Dude - you also have commiserations. Who'da thought the classic novel to comic adaptation world was so cutthroat?

jonni said...

My commiserations that is. Arse. I really need a proof reader.

DanProject76 said...

I thought it was gonna be a post about going to the park to play on the swings and roundabouts. I like the slide best.

IanDSharman said...

I wondered if you'd run into Tony at the comics collective thingie. Did he tell you what my new project is?

mick said...

bb: Thanks. Growing hair back is easy! There's them adverts on the back of the paper that show Lee Sharpe, Graham Gooch and Tony Daley (former Villa player for those outside Brum)with fantastic new sets of hair. Losing weight, however, is a right bastard. It means getting off your arse.

Jonni: Thanks for the commiserations, whoever they're from.

Dan: The slide is always an anticlimax-get on them swings!!

Ian: Tony might have told me, but I don't remember. It was a few beers into the evening...