ALEX (silently staring at a woman): "I like your dress." C'mon. Say it.
"I like your dress."
"I like your dress."
ALEX (still to himself): There is zero risk here. She'll say "thank you." Just say it. Open your mouth and say it.
"I like your dress."
You're not saying it.
ALEX: No conversation will result. There is no potential for rejection. Think of it simply as a training exercise to banish shyness.
She's pulling away! Break the conditioning! It is legitimately a nice dress!
SAY IT SAY IT SAY IT SAY IT SAY IT
[[The woman is now out of the panel.]]
ALEX (quietly dying a thousand deaths): AAARRRGGHHHH
[[The woman is alone in the last panel.]]
TINA (to herself): Bluh, I always get STARED at in this dress.
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{{Alt-text: but it's not like taking it off and walking around in my underwear is any better! If anything, it's WORSE!}}
but it's not like taking it off and walking around in my underwear is any better! If anything, it's WORSE.
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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