You’ve probably never heard of Jess Fink, which is unfortunate. She makes great comics, and you should read them! I was quite delighted by the wordless steampunk erotica Chester 5000, and have been anticipating her new book for some time. We Can Fix It! bills itself as a time travel memoir; the idea is that Fink is traveling into her own past with the hope of preventing herself from making mistakes, many of them sexual or romantic. It’s a wonderful little story, told the same effortless style and wit that characterizes her work and oh my god! Is this not the most bland and tedious blog post ever? Am I wrong? Are you enjoying yourself?
No. I didn’t think so.
God, I’m off my game or something. It’s been a while since I last wrote one of these things, and I think I must be out of practice or something. This just feels tedious and exhausting. Writing has been tough lately. Work is crazy right now, and my life is even crazier. My projects keep fizzling before they’re even off the ground. Or maybe I’ve just lost the confidence to see them through, I don’t know. I want to get it back, I need to get it back. If I can’t make it as a writer than what’s the point? I don’t want to get rich or famous or anything, I just want to do good enough to satisfy my own high standards. Is that too much to ask? Fuck!
Sometimes I feel like it would just be so much easier to give up and forget all this. I mean, what’s the point? When it comes right down to it, why bother?
Okay. Okay, I feel better now.
Jess Fink. Right. Jess Fink. We Can Fix It!
Great little book. Wonderful sense of humor, wonderful sense of character. I loved it. I mean, it’s not perfect or anything. There are moments in which it feel a bit too slight, and the ending doesn’t have that great big umph moment that could have pushed it over the edge. Still, it’s a fine book with a nice message: your past makes you who you are, so don’t fuck with it, accept it.