March 2016 – JACK BINDING

Book Covers (or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Embrace My Inner Graphic Designer)

So you’ve spent a year or whatever writing a novel and it’s fucking brilliant and then some asshole expects you to put a cover on

I have a short attention span. That’s a problem when it comes to art, because most artistic endeavours, be it music or writing or fucking

Disaster struck when the Backspace key started sticking on my new MacBook. Like the idiot man I am, I decided DIY would be the best

I once watched the movie White Chicks three times in one night. Granted, I had just come back from a two-day bender and sleep was