Station Ident
January 24th, 2011 | station ident
January 24th, 2011 | brainjuice
January 23rd, 2011 | about warren ellis/contact
My name’s Warren Ellis. I write comics, graphic novels, journalism and anything else that people pay money for. I live in south-east England.
I’m the writer of the graphic novel RED, the film version of which (starring Bruce Willis, John Malkovich, Morgan Freeman & Helen Mirren) came out in October. I’m the writer of the GRAVEL graphic novels, under development for film by Legendary Pictures. I also wrote the novel CROOKED LITTLE VEIN. I have an Amazon.com page here. (Ignore anything it says about LISTENER, that book was lost and cancelled years ago.)
I write here almost every day. A collection of the writing I’ve done here and elsewhere on the internet, SHIVERING SANDS, was published in 2009.
Quick links: Whitechapel (message board) – Twitter – an Official Warren Ellis Page on that Facebook thing – a store of Things at CafePress.
(I do have a personal page on that Facebook thing, but I only add people I know, really)
You can also find me on Instagram as warrenellis. I have a Tumblr that I pretty much only use for reblogging stuff I find on Tumblr and mirroring my Instagram posts. It’s not very interesting. You don’t want the link.
For people wanting to send me to their sites, wanting to email stuff or tell me about new music or send me tips or whatever, I’ve set up a Gmail account that I check once every day or so: warrenellis@gmail.com. This isn’t, I stress, my main email account, and it’s not for asking me when some comic’s coming out (there’s a FAQ for that). Always interested in new music, new art, new connections, dirty pictures, madness etc.
If you need to contact me about writing for print or web, please contact my agent Lydia Wills using the link in the righthand menu bar.
If you need to contact me about anything involving film, tv, games or other things that move, please contact my agent Angela Cheng Caplan using the link in the righthand menu bar.
If you (for god knows what reason) wanted to send me something physical… um, well, you can’t, right now. My book agent has gotten flooded with stuff of late, and I feel terrible about drowning them in things like that. So I’m going to sort myself out a PO Box here in the UK in a couple of weeks, I swear…

January 23rd, 2011 | brainjuice
January 22nd, 2011 | brainjuice
January 22nd, 2011 | daybook
Been busy doing media interviews and slumping in my chair from ridiculous tiredness. Six Red Bulls later, I can at least type again. While I get back to speed for a couple of hours, look at what Siege found:

January 21st, 2011 | brainjuice
January 21st, 2011 | music
“Fleshcave,” by Thousand Foot Whale Claw. G’night.
January 21st, 2011 | paper and process
When you’re starting a new story how do you decide on what to name the characters?#
That is so complex, for me, as to be almost unanswerable. Weirdly overdeveloped instinct, if you like. Sounds. Character background. That which evokes. While trying not to end up with character names that’d make even Don McGregor throw up in his mouth. (Don McGregor’s a comics writer who did groundbreaking work in the 1970s, and also did some of the most overcooked captionwork and character naming ever.) I do sometimes overdo it.
For instance: I’m working on something right now where I think I’ve nailed the character name finally. Birch. Birch = wood = connotes a degree of strength and basic groundedness. But also birching = flagellation. Also, “John Birch Society,” skeevy and untrustworthy. And it’s a hard, sharp word. There’s a lot about the character that unpacks out of the name. I tend to look for a name, particularly with protagonists, that somehow strikes sparks off elements of the character.
Or not. You can easily reverse that out. Michael Jones, in DESOLATION JONES: as ordinary a name as you can get. Which — at least in my head — indicates that what happened to him could have happened to anyone, given the right chain of rotten luck. (And also, in my head, a good name for a confused detective, because something is happening here, but you don’t know what it is, do you, Mister Jones?)
(Yeah, I know. These things only have to happen in my head. The flow of notions and themes around a name only have to be visible to me, to give colour and direction to the writing.)

January 20th, 2011 | daybook
This and that:
Katie West’s photobook BLACK AND WHITE is back on sale after some weirdness at Lulu.com.
Patton Oswalt is still out on tour with his fine new book ZOMBIE SPACESHIP WASTELAND which you should all already own. I mention it mostly as an excuse to post this:
Just landed in Orlando. Woman next to me made cell phone call, said "The virus is spreading in the lab," then laughed. #theFUCK
So that’s going well, then.
Spoke to Dean Trippe about a little internet game thing he wants to try, that should be fun for people to watch.
Tomorrow I have to do a few hours’ worth of phone interviews in support of the RED DVD, which hits over here on February 14. Because it’s romantic. I guess.
January 20th, 2011 | comics talk
What happened to the Comics Journal website? I go to the front page, I get a bunch of fucking comics bloggers (currently talking in multiple posts about “Best Online Comics Criticism,” which looks like an infinitely recursive circle jerk). I click on Print, to find the actual magazine, and get a “Coming Soon” message. That ain’t right.
January 20th, 2011 | comics talk
Another massive tranche of pages from comics creator James Stokoe: there’s a complete comic and a huge chunk of a graphic novel in there for your free reading pleasure. A better way to start the day.
January 20th, 2011 | brainjuice
January 20th, 2011 | brainjuice
Joe Casey: “Creators are the ones with the real power… because no one else in the chain can do what we do. No one else can think of the shit we think of on a regular basis, and having some talent never goes out of fashion.”
this happened. FYI “@Sn00ki: OMG I’m a New York Times Best Selling Author!!!”
January 20th, 2011 | music
Because sometimes you want to finish the night with ritualistic apocalyptic neofolk summonings from Madison, Wisconsin.
G’night.
January 20th, 2011 | daybook
Today I worked extensively on a couple of new things, and possibly accidentally agreed to two business trips to Europe. I also relentlessly mocked new Marvel Comics Senior Editor Nick Lowe, briefly shouted at Adam Greenfield about UFOs, received word from Neil Gaiman and Amanda Palmer that the other Warren Ellis sends his love, and read an interesting and fun new science fiction comic by Thorsten Sideb0ard, which you too can read at this link here. That is all.