Greetings,
I'm Tyler, and, among other things, I write. Thanks to a surge in Tylers Weaver writing books, the extra W. is now required, making me Tyler W. Weaver, at least until I get sick of that name and pick a new one and start all of this all over from scratch even though, at 42, I was (probably) here first.
Anyhow, after a decade of toiling across various media, I published my first book, COMICS FOR FILM, GAMES, AND ANIMATION: USING COMICS TO CONSTRUCT YOUR TRANSMEDIA STORYWORLD (publisher chose the title, not me), a little over 10 years ago and have been in love - doesn’t mean we always like each other - with the process ever since (writing books, not picking titles). These days, I mostly spend my time writing whatever weird shit springs to mind (in form-agnostic fashion and in adherence to these principles) and sending it to newsletter subscribers; drawing - using that charitably - daily cartoons in 4’33”; collecting comics, Dick Tracy and The Shadow ephemera, and vinyl; reading whatever I can get my hands on and then some; and keeping the peace in a house run by three dogchildren while having frequent MARIO KART face-offs with my wife and surviving Type One Diabetes thanks to my insulin pump, NuHerbie, and lots of math, tubing, and profanity.
Want to say hi, collaborate on something, start a MARIO KART tournament, inquire upon the meaning of life, etc? Email me: tww(AT)parentheticalrecluse(DOT)com (or you can use my contact form); I’m no longer on social media, so your only other contact option beyond email (or phone, I suppose) is carrier pigeon.
Welcome to this, my internet hermitage.
—TWW