[[The characters from the previous comic have returned.]]
Dilettante: You claim to be followed by 'icebergs' - old projects that never got finished, and hound you like terrible ghosts.
Tophat: So cold. So forbidding!
Dilettante: What if the metaphor is what's making it so bad?
Dilettante: Icebergs sink ships. Icebergs hide their size. Getting rid of icebergs is something a Captain Planet villain would want to do.
Tophat: That blue-skinned boy scout
Dilettante: So reframe it! What if old projects are actually coal cars?
Dilettante: Tow around too many of them and their weight adds up - but with a little sweat, you can shovel that coal into your engine and you get a huge boost of power to move forward!
Dilettante: Now old projects are sources of latent strength that can be tapped - IF you choose to pick up a shovel and do the work. OR, simply pull the pin that I've seen in movies, and leave them behind on the track.
Tophat: YES! Of COURSE!
Tophat: And then... burning all that COAL will MELT the ICEBERGS!
Dilettante: Well... on a long enough timeline and on a global scale, I suppose that's kind of true
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{{alt-text: at this point, the fate of the world is a sacrifice I'm willing to make}}
at this point, the fate of the world is a sacrifice I'm willing to make
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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