[[A young woman is standing and holding a violin. Another young woman is sitting at an endtable which holds a candlestick telephone.]]
Woman with violin: Hey Rose, are you coming out with us?
Rose: Nah, I'm pretty sure James is gonna call any minute!
Rose: Oh crap what if he called while I was in the other room?
Rose: Maybe he left a message and it didn't beep or something.
Rose: Did I give him the right number? I hope I didn't give him the old number
Rose: Should I call HIM again? Or is once an hour TOO stalkery?
Rose: C'MON ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring
Rose: Oh snaps! When did I put it on SILENT?
Rose: He's probably been trying to call all day!
Narrator: Meanwhile
[[A man with a bow and arrow is aiming at a butterfly]]
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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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