A few months ago, my friend Christopher (who I still think of as “godboy,” but that’s another story) sent me a note to say that he was writing a new comic, and that he “stole my first name for fictional purposes.” He wanted to give me fair warning, I think, because his Zan is a bit of a badass and he was worried it would tarnish my golden reputation? Or something? But I’m completely flattered. She’s a TOTAL BADASS. That “rotgut” looks like bourbon on the rocks with a splash of bitters to me. We’ve got drunk to get.
High Crimes #1 is out today and it’s so, so good. From the professional blurb:
Living in the bleak majesty of Kathmandu, Zan Jensen is an American expatriate on the run from a scandalous past. Working for a fly-by-night adventure consulting service, Zan escorts tourists and thrill-seekers up the Himalayas’ tallest and deadliest peaks. Along with Haskell Price, fellow climbing guide and mentor, the two partner up in a more sinister line of work: high-altitude grave robbing.
This Zan can’t wait for more.
(Incidentally, I’ve been watching that Catfish show, and I’d like to point out that I was meeting people in person that I “met” on the internet WAAAAAAYYY before the Estonians gave us Skype and I never once got murdered or lied to. Apart from the guy who called me just to breathe down the phone. But most of the dudes I met were stellar people; Mr. Sebela being the most stellar of them all. Who else are you going to watch Austin Powers with while Chicago is burning?)
I picked up High Crimes #1 I think because Matt Fraction mentioned it on his blog? And plus it was only $0.99 on Comixology? It’s EXTREMELY GOOD and I can’t wait for the next issue. It is a story that takes place near Mt Everest and concerns people who locate dead climbers and then try to sell their bodies back to their families. (Somehow it’s not quite as dark as it sounds in that sentence.) No Zan can hold a candle to our Zan but High Crimes is a thing that I am glad for and excited about.