Man in top hat: Why so glum?
Woman reading in bed: Ruddagubbuk.
Man: None of those syllables were words.
Woman: I- said- I -read- a good BOOK
Woman: It was amazing
Woman: It had -pathos- and -humor- and surprising -depth- and it was even about -all- the topics that I -love-
Man: And that's glummifying because...
Woman: I DIDN'T WRITE IT
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And now I can't use my idea about time-traveling cavemen who team up with a race of bird-humans to set up a sham wizard school in the American West in a plot to groom orphan boys to impersonate various missing and presumed dead heirs to massive fortunes around the world because SOMEBODY ALREADY DID IT BETTER
The computers tell me it was 20 years ago, June 9, 2006, that I arrived in New York for my first-ever comic convention as an exhibitor, MoCCA.
It was an important trip for me, a milestone in what would go on to become my career.
I wrote a little reminiscence on Patreon (free/unlocked) — including a first-since-then reprint of the photocomics I made at the time, documenting the trip!
Read the rest here: [ 20 Years Ago (In Photocomic Form) ]
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