And so Lowell digs himself in a little deeper. You can guess why he knows enough to have Mal’s computer shut off, and to get everyone into the break room.
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Isn’t it nice to see old friends. Who then don’t recognize you. Even when you give them your name and the circumstances under which you met.
And then they throw a plot twist at you.
Yeah, it’s nice.
Lowell thinking. I haven’t checked, but I don’t think I’ve written a lot of that.
Also? Mixed metaphors are really, really hard to avoid unless you’ve got your eye to the storm. The shorthand that we use to tag things in our language lends itself to cut and paste recombobulating. Like an ostrich running it’s race down the roadway of literary baskets full of eggs.
Okay, now I really am back from Charlotte. Sold a few caricatures. Sold a few books. Got some more ideas about how I’m going to do conventions. I’ve also got photos of people wearing Costumes. I’ll try to have those up for you later.
So, as far as I know, I’m back from Charlotte. And hopefully there are a few new Hubris readers today, all relaxed now that they’ve gotten home with all their treasures from HeroesCon, and ready to start reading this new comic strip they found out about, waaay back at table #320 in Artist Alley. Right? Is that how YOU turned up here today? Welcome! You’ve got a little happy catching up to do, then I hope you’ll become a regular commenter because the commenters around here are fun. And some of them are apparently psychic, and know plot twists the very moment I write them down. It’s very unnerving.
Okay, I’m in Charlotte now. (At least, I will am supposed to have been already in Charlotte by now, which is then while I’m typing this) And my laptop is dead meat (before I went, you see, and I’m not replacing it yet) so updates might not come exactly on time. But there will be photos, I think. I always say that, and I always intend to post more of them than I do, but I’ll see what my phone can accomplish. Wish me luck.
I haven’t seen a physical copy, but the online virtual sample is good. The book is ready!
Click on the cover image below, or HERE to order one. If it says you need a password or something crazy, try ‘hubris’.
If you’d rather wait for me to get physical copies and say, “Yeah, they really look good” or “Uh-oh, they’re not exactly right”, I won’t blame ya.
I want to tell you, it’s very strange to pull my head back out of 2013 and the OutdoorFest. The book is uploaded and I’m waiting on the service to tell me it’s good to go. But it’s been, I dunno, kinda heartwarming to have fallen back into that story. Now, after three solid days of not seeing much else but the Outdoorfest, on top of all the fill-in cartoons that’ve been running here, to jump back to the current story is a little jarring.
But not for long. I got plans for everyone.
Welcome back to the Now, and I hope you have a taste for the Ol’ Outdoorfest soon.
Dr. Shafer was instrumental in getting built what is now Memphis’ best skatepark. It’s an outdoor affair with really good design and very slick concrete bowls. And a 16′ tall skateable steel sculpture. He and his kids should have been in the strip before, but here they are now. Dr. Shafer works at St Jude, where all the best people work.
Mental misfires. Very hard to put out, once you get into one.
Anyhow, Happy Friday the 13th. You have those where you live? Or is today just another odd-numbered day?