In Issue Two you will learn more about the people of Margo, their mores, fashions, and current top 40 dance hits. You’ll visit the major cities of Axolotl and Heliopolis. Find out what planets are allies and what the alien species that inhabit them are like. Discover the intoxicating beverages of Margo as found in Sparbo’s Famous Lounge & Grille in beautiful (and historic) downtown Lotis, Tush. And you will follow Gort Nordly’s Saga in part 2 as he goes through an intense adolescence.
Lanna Lizzardo explains her guest (Paul Richman) on the Gort Nordly Show.
Alright. Four nights ago, I was waiting in line at an all-night pharmacy in the Vernal Heights section of Axolotl, when I noticed this guy in front of me didn’t speak our language, not Margon, Margoan or Margoon. He was having difficulty asking the pharmacist for what he wanted – well, the pharmacist was giving him attitude and couldn’t be bothered, so I offered to help. I could tell when the stranger turned to face me and began talking that I would need to use telepathy and that worked.
Like right now, I could tell he was frightened and upset.
He was definitely out of his element.
So, we got what he wanted and I made my purchase and I took him out for a late supper.
He told me who he was and that he had been kidnapped from his planet, which he called Earth, and was, as it turned out, placed in the secret custody of his kidnapper. The man abused him and he escaped. He found his way to the pharmacy looking for a medication for his … well never mind.
He said he didn’t expect me to believe him but he had no one else to turn to, so I let him stay with me. We’ve talked a lot in the last three days and I believe his story. I also believe it needs to be shared.
The next day I did a little discreet information gathering. The Alien Studies Center claims that Earth is a planet of no interest whatsoever to Margo. They say it is uninhabited and inhospitable to life, as we know it. They also claim to have made only one routine flyby mission. I think the ASC is lying.
It came together today very quickly once problems with the cover were fixed. As I write this, the Kindle version is being formatted by the wizards at CreateSpace. I don’t have a clue when that might be ready or how it will read when it is.
Submitting the book, text, illustrations, and cover, to CreateSpace was a strange leap of faith. You think you have it all ready, you click the link to upload it and wait to see what you come up with. The submission was accepted but I had to wait several days fo see the proof copy, I had to hold it in my hands. And to my delight, it looked right. No words lost or misplaced or misspelled, Illustrations just the size I wanted them and exactly where I wanted them on the page.
The collaboration between my eye and my brain, having been trained all my life by reading print on a page and creating art on two dimensional surfaces, I could not give the okay to a digital copy viewed on my computer screen. I just couldn’t. I had to see the book itself. I could not substitue one perceptual experience for another, to visualize one without the other.
There won’t be a paper version of the Kindle format for me to check. I will have to okay the electronic view no other way but on my computer. The Kindle version will be such that the words and the art will be formatted to fit the screen of your computer, your pad, or your phone. And that will be the only way I will be able to see it.
I hope the Kindle copy will have an easy birth.
Words are how we communicate with each other. Our thoughts take the form of words and we speak them. Words are how we speak to ourselves. We think in the language of our culture. And words can paint pictures in the imagination. A picture may be worth a thousand words, but only you know what those words are. So each picture is worth all the words that all the viewers of that picture can conjur in their imagination. Yet, words/language can be tricky. One can misunderstand words. Can one misunderstand a picture? Of course. Art and literature both have limits. Yet, along with music, they are the only means we have to tell our stories. I tend to overlook the risks and indulge in expressing my story as best I can.
“For me, language is a freedom. As soon as you have found the words with which to express something, you are no longer incoherent, you are no longer trapped by your own emotions, by your own experiences; you can describe them, you can tell them, you can bring them out of yourself and give them to somebody else. That is an enormously liberating experience, and it worries me that more and more people are learning not to use language; they’re giving in to the banalities of the television media and shrinking their vocabulary, shrinking their own way of using this fabulous tool that human beings have refined over so many centuries into this extremely sensitive instrument. I don’t want to make it crude, I don’t want to make it into shopping-list language, I don’t want to make it into simply an exchange of information: I want to make it into the subtle, emotional, intellectual, freeing thing that it is and that it can be.” ~ Jeanette Winterson
Work continues on Issue One of Marooned On Margo. I’m not going to tease you with a prediction of a publishing date, but the interior of the book, the text and illustration photo files have been chosen. The content is set. The remaining work is in the hands of my collaborator as he adds embellishments to said photo files. The visual art contents of issues Two, Three and Four are being created. Most of the text for the rest of the series is ready although I will be tweaking it up until publication.