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Thank you Damian for pointing out that there may be confusion about the title of this week's strip. Hopefully this post will clear that up. Reading Ripley on the TubeI'd also like to say at this point that I really don't want to kill Polly Chetwynd-Stapleton, I have nothing against her, she was a very nice girl, and I'm sure has grown up into a fine person. I did try a dozen different made-up names before concluding regretfully that hers was by far the best in the context of this strip. Sorry Polly. Please don't come out of Friends Reuinited and hunt me down for that, ok?

Having now been turned down for the Brookes job I was applying for (though not before it scared the bejesus out of my poor current boss) I finally felt confident enough to post a strip containing envy, naked greed, murderous impulses and a laissez-fair attitude that was possibly even more damaging to my employment prospects than any of those. Oh, it's also a midweek story, hence the space on the platform.

I was worrying about how the strip jumped around in time, placing me almost at random on the platform, in the train, when Damian pointed out that the sequence was consistent with a tube journey with one change. But it was direct, I said, Notting Hill to Blackfriars on the Circle Line. You shouldn't get hung up on literal biography, he said, remember it's not really what the strips are about, it's just your secret source, except what I heard was "secret sauce".

Literal biography is my secret sauce.

Comments

cleanskies
13th Apr, 2003 14:10 (UTC)
an interpretation both harsher and less smug than I meant
I don't know about that "living death" label. I know people who derive great satisfaction from the complications and challenges of office life (unfashionable as it is to claim such a thing) as well as people who work hard to gain money doing things they don't greatly enjoy, living through holidays, their evening and inner life, their plans for the future. Which isn't just fine or OK it's good, it's admirable, and hey, you know if I could? I wouldn't sniff, it's a good life. But I can't, and trying to makes me ill, though if I could stick at it maybe I could sort that out, but ... I'd have to leave a lot behind. Me as I am now, I'm the wrong figure to fit into that equation.

See? Smug.
applez
14th Apr, 2003 07:42 (UTC)
Re: an interpretation both harsher and less smug than I meant
OK, harsher perhaps ... just the vibe I picked up with the gray mass going one way, the bright heroine the other.

:-)

chalk it to a flair for the dramatic. *g*

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