Then I woke up but the pillow was still there

Then I woke up but the pillow was still there

By adminSunday - September 24th, 2006Categories: Uncategorized

I sold another one.
I’m beginning to feel like one of those bootleggers, the ones where you go down this dark alley, turn a corner, walk down until you come to a black door, knock three times and when someone answers you tell them that “Charlotte” sent you.
I feel this way because the people who have bought my book (aside from one of my friends) were all regulars at my work.
Yes, I will stop telling people each time a sell a comic when it becomes a regular thing and I end up selling more than twenty.
Until then, I am John Grisham damn it!

The cheque has been sent off, so now, barring the tables being sold out, I am signed up for the Canzine convention that’s happening next month. I’ll have a table at the show which means that I am going to have to get a display set up. I mean, I could just plunk down my comic and sit in my chair staring down customers, but somehow I think it would be better if I actually attempted an eye catching display. Do you think they have books for that in the library?

One of the pictures I drew for my father….the infamous map, is going to be looked at by an editor friend of my Dad’s.
Like he said it may not come to much, but it does mean it’s out there.
It’s strange that I never really counted any of the pictures that got published as an accompanying piece to my Dad’s articles.
Maybe it’s time I should.