PHOEBE: I want to become a recluse.
I want to suddenly and mysteriously wall myself off from the world.
Everyone will WONDER: "What's HAPPENED to her since her disappearance? What's she been UP to?"
But nobody will know.
PHOEBE: People will become OBSESSED with the lack of information. They'll try to hunt me down, and write BOOKS about how they got OH SO CLOSE.
MIKE: So you'll never talk to the public again?
PHOEBE: Oh, I'll grant an interview once a decade or so. But each appearance will only DEEPEN the enigma.
PHOEBE: For I'll reveal the strange principles I live by! I'll make cryptic references to half-completed masterpieces!
By playing hard to get, I'll become a LEGEND--in a way I NEVER could by shoving myself in people's faces and letting them see my flaws!
MIKE: But why would anyone CARE that much about you? You'd have to capture the people's ATTENTION first.
PHOEBE: First I will ASSASSINATE A KING.
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{{Alt-text: ANYONE can manage ONE masterpiece.}}
ANYONE can manage ONE masterpiece.
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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