A Dream Of Company (places in space #30)

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Notes:

1. Written on June 20th, 2019
2. This is the final Places In Space story
3. At least for now
4. Due to me reaching the end of my sketchpad
5. And also running out of ideas
6. And there’s only so long you can claim repetition is a thematic concern of the piece
7. Before it just becomes repetitious
8. And boring
9. All by itself
10. Regardless of your explanations

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A Trillion Tiny Planets

This is another storyboard for an unsuccessfully pitched cartoon, this time to Frederator. This story is also about a lone girl on a spaceship, but isn’t quite so depressing as “We would set our own hearts on fire for a mere moment of warmth”.








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Notes:

1. Written in December 2014
2. I’ve always quite liked this
3. And wish I could make it
4. Somehow
5. But I’m not sure my meagre skills would be able to do it justice

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“We would set our own hearts on fire for a mere moment of warmth”

This is a script/storyboard (plus some other bits) for a cartoon that I pitched unsuccessfully to the BFi for their Animation 2018 project (the winners of which are being shown on BBC Four this Sunday, and which should be brilliant).

If it had actually been made, it would have had sets built by Dan Rawlings and sound design by Chriddof, with slightly inept claymation (with wooden heads) animation by me (which was presumably the reason it wasn’t commissioned).

Also the other reason it probably wasn’t commissioned is because it is absolutely the most depressing thing I’ve ever written.

[Some of the models for this were later re-used in They Locked Me In This Room And Told Me To Confess, which was another unsuccessful submission for a thing (the Observer Short Comic Competition thing they run each year). Maybe these poor plasticine abominations are cursed in some way.]

[If you can’t read the words you can click on the image to enlarge it. If you still can’t read the writing, it is because it is illegible to all but me. I am sorry.]

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Notes:

1. Written in February and March, 2018

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The Spaceship

The spaceship flew through space, away from the earth and from the sun and the planets, on a course that kept it as far away as possible from any known stars or holes or subsolar masses and it flew down this route as quickly as it could out of the galaxy and into the emptiness beyond.

And from there it would switch its course to whatever course kept it as far away as possible from any other galaxies and any other stars and any other planets and any other people especially my family and all of my friends.

I looked out of the window at the ever darkening dark and hoped soon to see no one and nothing not ever again

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1. Written on July 20th, 2016

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