Overheard:
I haven’t posted in awhile, obviously…keeping meaning to get more reliable on that front. But I’ve been working on a new issue-length story and it’s coming along…slowly, but surely. Since I won’t be done for awhile, here’s a little preview from the middle. It’s yet another awkward date story – kind of a sequel to the stories in Flung #3. Anyway, here you go!
The Stumptown Comics Fest was great! There are tons of pictures at the Stumptown Comics Flickr group, including a few by me. And here’s a story I just wrote about a visitor to my table. Is it kosher to write comics about your customers? I don’t know. Anyway, here it is:
Here’s another comic from my upcoming second “if-a-tree-falls-in-the-forest” print-on-demand book, this time collecting Flung #1-#3 with some extra stuff. This, again, is part of the extra stuff – it’s a story I wrote back then but drew just recently (finished it yesterday, actually) about a conversation between a friend and I about someone I was seeing at the time. It takes place around the time of the events depicted in Flung #3. (By the way, “bonding elements” was a phrase my friends and I tossed around when talking about dates, for a little while – you’ll see where it comes from if you read this story from Flung #3.) Anyway:
I’m working on a collection of the first three Flung issues plus some extra stuff. This is part of the extra: it’s a short section I cut from the main story of Flung #2. It comes near the end, and I’ve included the panels from right before and right after for anyone who has the comic so you can see where it would have gone. If not, during the story, I end up in Vancouver, B.C. with some cruise ship musicians and we end up talking to some women working on the street, and hilarity ensues. No, not quite. Anyway, this takes place the next morning, right before we drive back down to Seattle:
…and on to the rest of the story as published. I cut this because it really was extraneous and didn’t advance the narrative, but it’s fun to let it see the light of day anyway.