By Monday… I’ll Be Floating in the Hudson with the Other Garbage is an over-size (9” x 13”), spiral-bound compendium of one month’s worth (apparently, February 2017) of Laura Lannes’s lushly poignant, self-lacerating diary comics, beautifully printed in a small batch edition by Perfectly Acceptable Press in black & white and orange.  This work provides an up-close and (very) personal look at life in New York City as a single woman:  working; commuting; chatting; eating; dating; f*cking; and more – all linked by the ever present phone...

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It took us a minute, but we finally got in a stock of this handmade, risograph comics anthology – Cram!

Here are this issue's deets:

68 pages
5 Color Risograph printed
Hand fucking Made
July 2023

Cover by Laura Lannes with comics by Angela Fanche, Steve Grove, Audra Stang, Jack Lloyd, Michelle Kwon, Steven Christie, Nicole Rodrigues, Grayson Bear, Sam Sharpe, Ashton Carless, Ethan Means, Brendan Leach, Aidan Fitzgerald

We had this in the shop for years, but neglected to list it on the site.  So, here it is and here's the word on it:

A comic about a bad relationship; 47 pages.

...without question the most soul-shattering release of 2018, its ingenious marriage of physical, psychological, emotional, and sexual abuse with established tropes of the “body horror” genre carving you out (…) and don’t even get me started on the sheer power of Lannes’ gorgeously-dark graphite illustrations. She’s channeling something held so deeply inside here that I honestly don’t know how she got through the making of it without having a complete nervous breakdown -- certainly reading it will bring you right up to the threshold of one yourself. In a word -- devastating. - Ryan Carey, in The Comics Journal's Best Comics of 2018

This is, above all, a story about darkness. It is figurative, in that it is about the mortification of intimate relationships and the implacable advance of control one person can exert over another. But it is literal as well, and Lannes wields it like no one else in comics. Certain pages are so deeply inked that faces vanish and reappear depending upon the lighting one reads them in. Shadows mist along the edges until they swell into the abyssal plains. Lannes’ lettering — small, white, regular — flickers across the churning blackness like candles in the wind. This is, in every respect, a descent: into abuse, into erasure, and into the cavernous possibilities of sequential art. - The Verge’s 10 Best Comics of 2018