Where the sweet hell are your P.E. clothes?
Brian here, heroically performing solo parenting duties for a few days, singlehandedly signing all permission slips, unearthing lost musical instruments, and forever stopping/dropping/rolling. I’m doing an absolutely C-minus job at all of the above, and accept your lavished praise, society.
But my young charges are safely away with their freshly packed P.B.E.D.1 sandwiches, so let’s get to it, starting with some new pages of Spectators from my extraordinary collaborators, artist/co-creator Niko Henrichon and letterer/lifesaver Fonografiks.
If you were summoned here by the back of this week’s new Saga, welcome! You can get caught up on Val and Sam’s unconventional ghost story for free in the vast Exploding Giraffe Archives.
The End
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No, just joshin’!
Much more mayhem and depravity to come. A few months’ worth, anyway.
If you’d like to directly support the completion of our increasingly epic graphic novel (and also get some swell extras in the process), tap this button, thanks:
🚨SARTORIAL RED ALERT🚨
You only have a few days left to pick up exclusive shirts featuring Fiona Staples’ fierce cover to Chapter 67 from The Official Saga Threadless Shop…
…because later this week, that design will go back into Fiona’s vault, replaced by NEW limited edition merch with artwork from her latest insta-classic, in comic stores THIS WEDNESDAY:
What a cover. So proud of this arc.
If your friendly neighborhood retailer happened to sell out of Chapter 67 last month, Image has rushed out a SECOND PRINTING (subtly distinguished by this elegant new title treatment from Fonografiks) that should also be on stands this week:
And if you’d like a shot at winning a signed (and potentially expertly doodled on) copy of one or both of our latest issues, please let us know: What is your hidden talent?
Interpret that boilerplate interview question however you choose, and our intern Genesis the Exploded Giraffe will randomly select a few talented commenters to receive a signed Saga.
And this time, Genesis will also randomly award signed books to a few paid subscribers from The Tower even if you’ve never posted in our weekly chat threads, as we don’t want you generous-but-shy lurkers missing out on the fun.
For those of you in the UK, I’m pretty sure that my short story with Chris Burnham in the new Battle Action will also be in your comic shops this week, but international distribution (all distribution, actually) remains a mystery to me, so please let me know if you see a copy of this in the wild:
It’s allegedly coming to North America on October 2nd, so stay tuned for additional plugs.
And speaking of cool shit cooked up by that unfeeling butcher Garth Ennis, I hope you’re also reading The War, his harrowing (I mean it) story with the great Becky Cloonan in the new Boom! anthology Hello Darkness.
But if the subject of nuclear armageddon is a little too bleak for you at the moment, Garth is finally embracing his lifelong obsession with elves in Babs, a genuinely hilarious new fantasy comic from Ahoy and A+ Ennis collaborator Jacen Burrows:
All highly recommended, depending on your current level of anxiety.
Congratulations to Jonathan Hickman and everyone over at 3 Worlds / 3 Moons on the release of their latest gorgeous Sourcebook, a physical copy of which I just received with these stunning prints:
I’ve been a fan of the intimidatingly imaginative 3W3M since before Exploding Giraffe existed, which you fellow subscribers can hear me blab about in this Zoom chat from a literal different era:
Finally today, here’s your first look at one full page of interior art and story from this week’s new Saga by Fiona and Fonografiks, just for you loyal members of The Tower.
Remember, if you detest even minor spoilers, feel free to skip this little bonus, and Niko and I will see you back here next Monday evening for more free Spectators, cool?
Everyone else, hang on to your wigs and keys…
SPOILER SPACE!!!!!
SERIOUSLY, SEMI-SPOILERS BELOW!!!!
ARE YOU SURE YOU’RE READY?
THEN AWAY WE GO:
Oh, wait, that’s a random glamour shot of Saga’s second Hugo Award, which just arrived in the mail from Glasgow.
How the heck did that get in there? Embarrassing. Shameful, even!
(And really, thanks again to all of the fantastic folks behind this year’s ceremony, which I’m still sad Fiona and I weren’t able to make, especially after reading this lovely summary of the night from writer Daniel Roman.)