Tomorrow Morning, I will be flying high over the Midwest on my way to the San Diego International Comic Con to peddle my wares so to speak. Also in attendance will be my life-long friend, Matchbookhymnal and her husband, Matchbookhymnal's husband. One of the two (or both) will be desparately trying to get their hand from my vice-like grip as we both take off and land. Needless to say, I hate flying.
Meeting us there will be none other than Mr. Reed Bond and Ms. Hppire, both of world-wide acclaim. Notable guests at the convention (that I may possibly tackle and force to sign my breast) include: Stan Lee, Tim Burton, Charlize Theron, Jack Black, Ray Bradbury, Robert Jordan (not so much), Bruce Campbell (really not so much)...and a lot of others. Plus, there will be comic book companies scouting out new talent. Now, all I need to do is come up with some talent.
The picture at the top of the page is one of the many ways that I will be whoring Flatwood out while I'm there. I made about 200 flyers to hand out to random people that look just like that. I also made Flatwood T-shirts for all of those in my party, as to dehumanize them to the point that their only will is to "Pimp Flatwood!", "Pimp Flatwood!", "BB!". They feature the middle part of the Flyer with Alex, Beatrice, and Bolo with the Animal Spirits behind them. I'm also going to be wearing a sign that says something like, "Ask me to see a copy of my comic" or something stupid. I'm just asking to be forced into talking to the biggest sociopath in the place with an ad like that...but, oh well...
My final goals:
Stir up some interest in Flatwood
Possibly talk to some publishers about Flatwood
Have Fun
So, Yes, I must go away for a while, and I failed to complete a new Flatwood. I apologize. I've taken my sketchpad, and hopefully, I will have some time to sketch, but it's doubtful. I'll be too busy following Stan Lee's limo with my headlights off.
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Getting There
