Comic Transcripts

[[Two women are in a room. One is seated with a book, but has lifted her eyes from the page to begin her monologue. The other listens from behind her, concerned]]

Reader: There must be some books that never get read, not even once. They’re printed and bound and shipped to stores…Then remaindered and destroyed, or maybe bought and then sat on a shelf forever and ever.

Reader: Nobody learned anything from them. Nobody was taken on a journey of imagination by the carefully-chosen sequences of words they contained. Every day on the shelf, another hope dashed. Bought! Then re-sold to a used bookstore: more hope, fading but still flickering..until the fateful day of the trash compactor.

Listener: Maybe it’s good that some of those books are never read. What about a hate book? A racist book. Page after page of the most vile, ignorant tripe ever set to print. Some odious, illiterate screed set in 12-point Times New Roman because that was the default in Word.

Listener: And it’s not like it’s the book’s fault. The book was just paper, all bright-eyed and eager, showing up at the plant excited for its big day, its destiny…
Reader: Great now I feel bad for a racist book

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{{alt-text: ‘Cooking for Racists: 88 Bleached-Flour Recipes To Bolster the Caucasiarchy’}}

#878; The Saddest Most Terrible Book transcribed by in

[[Two women are in a room. One is seated with a book, but has lifted her eyes from the page to begin her monologue. The other listens from behind her, concerned]]

Reader: There must be some books that never get read, not even once. They’re printed and bound and shipped to stores…Then remaindered and destroyed, or maybe bought and then sat on a shelf forever and ever.

Reader: Nobody learned anything from them. Nobody was taken on a journey of imagination by the carefully-chosen sequences of words they contained. Every day on the shelf, another hope dashed. Bought! Then re-sold to a used bookstore: more hope, fading but still flickering..until the fateful day of the trash compactor.

Listener: Maybe it’s good that some of those books are never read. What about a hate book? A racist book. Page after page of the most vile, ignorant tripe ever set to print. Some odious, illiterate screed set in 12-point Times New Roman because that was the default in Word.

Listener: And it’s not like it’s the book’s fault. The book was just paper, all bright-eyed and eager, showing up at the plant excited for its big day, its destiny…
Reader: Great now I feel bad for a racist book

{{header: hope for that WONDERMARK.COM}}
{{alt-text: ‘Cooking for Racists: 88 Bleached-Flour Recipes To Bolster the Caucasiarchy’}}

#878; The Saddest Most Terrible Book transcribed by in

[[Two women are in a room. One is seated with a book, but has lifted her eyes from the page to begin her monologue. The other listens from behind her, concerned]]

Reader: There must be some books that never get read, not even once. They're printed and bound and shipped to stores...Then remaindered and destroyed, or maybe bought and then sat on a shelf forever and ever.

Reader: Nobody learned anything from them. Nobody was taken on a journey of imagination by the carefully-chosen sequences of words they contained. Every day on the shelf, another hope dashed. Bought! Then re-sold to a used bookstore: more hope, fading but still flickering..until the fateful day of the trash compactor.

Listener: Maybe it's good that some of those books are never read. What about a hate book? A racist book. Page after page of the most vile, ignorant tripe ever set to print. Some odious, illiterate screed set in 12-point Times New Roman because that was the default in Word.

Listener: And it's not like it's the book's fault. The book was just paper, all bright-eyed and eager, showing up at the plant excited for its big day, its destiny...
Reader: Great now I feel bad for a racist book

{{header: hope for that WONDERMARK.COM}}
{{alt-text: 'Cooking for Racists: 88 Bleached-Flour Recipes To Bolster the Caucasiarchy'}}

'Cooking for Racists: 88 Bleached-Flour Recipes To Bolster the Caucasiarchy'

Bolted! Fulfillment Update

Photo courtesy of backer Nicola!

The vast majority of Bolted! game shipments are already shipped, but I understand if you don’t have yours yet, who cares. Here’s a progress report:

Total orders | 1052
Surveys completed | 992
Fully shipped | 946

Incomplete surveys

Obviously, if I don’t have your shipping address, I can’t ship your game! Let me know if you are missing a survey link. As new responses come in, they are rapidly added to the shipping queue.

Orders containing certain add-ons

Some of the add-ons proved more popular than expected — which is lovely! But it meant I had to reprint some stickers, make all the individual comic prints, request a shipment of books from offsite storage, etc, etc. So, any orders which contain an out-of-stock item are still waiting to ship.

All that missing stuff, though, is en route to me at this very second! So those orders will be going out pretty dang soon!

Custom items

I’ve already been in touch directly with the backers who ordered custom collages! Those will be created (and sent to you) after all the other shipments are complete. I’m excited for those, they’ll be fun! My pleasant dessert after the hearty meal of all the other orders.

Anything wrong?

I’m very grateful to the few folks who’ve contacted me to report some kind of issue with their shipment! Thankfully, problems are rare, but when they do occur, I would like to solve them. Please don’t hesitate to send me an email (replying to your shipping confirmation works great) if there’s anything about your order I can correct.

Reviews & photos

On BoardGameGeek are highly appreciated!

Unless you hate the game! You are entitled to that opinion, but please send that review directly to me instead of telling anyone else, so I can eat it and bury it in the yard and watch it grow into a twisted, gnarled tree. Or whatever!


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