A work in progress.
I love Zite. If you don’t know of it you can look at the Zite website. I read it every day on my iPad and it’s such a useful way to get news and articles about the things I’m interested in. Not only can you set the categories you want, it will learn from your preferences if you like or dislike articles you read. It’s also really easy to post links to Twitter and Facebook.
And now I have a good Android phone I’ve installed it on there, too. Perfect.
I never felt that general interest print magazines covered the kind of things I wanted and specialist magazines were too specialised, if that makes sense. Now Zite is the kind of thing that appeals to me on all sorts of levels, from gaming news to articles on writing to world news to comics. It pulls together a great mix of serious and light, heavy reading and the trivial.
I think it’s what tablets and smart phones were invented for. 🙂
Today I took delivery of a new phone, a Samsung Galaxy S3. It’s a little bewildering in its complexity, but it’s so much better than the previous one I had, an HTC which wasn’t as sensitive as it could have been. I’m looking forward to using it as a smartphone should be used. This blog post is bei g written on the phone, which is cool.
I am writing a new story called Denzo Steel and will be presenting it in comic strip format with episodes every week (all being well). The style is darker and more serious than my normal comic strip work so I hope that people will enjoy it as much, if not more. As ever, feedback will be greatly appreciated.
I wrote a song for the new year, which is weird as I can’t sing. However, I’ve put together a rough mix of the music with a “guitar” sound standing in for the vocals:
Here is a link to the lyrics if anyone fancies having a go at singing it.
Happy New Year!
If you are offended by the use of profanity you may want to leave now.
I know I’m not a US citizen and I maybe don’t have the right to comment on another country’s affairs, but the recent school shooting and the stance of the NRA has really bugged the hell out of me. So much so that I wrote a short song:
Unfortunately, I can’t sing to save my life so you’re going to have to imagine someone singing the following words:
NRA, you’re a wanker!
NRA, you’re a wanker!
NRA, you’re a wanker!
NRA, you’re a wanker!
You’re so full of fucking shit!
Thank you.