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dolariDAY EIGHT - Durham
Another early morning, only this time Emily hadn't gone out for a walk. During the trip to the Japanese steakhouse, we'd both noticed a rather large number of abandonned rail road tracks winding around Durham, each morning she'd gone out to track them and see where they went. Today she left after I woke up, and I didn't see her for a number of hours. I was a little worried...but she found her way back with loads of pictures a few hours later.
They day was rather slow, again with me hanging around the other comic artists. I finally got to meet McKenzee of Sinister Bedfellows (who I missed most of the con (Sorry!)) and Chris Hazelton of Misfile (although we had had the LGBT panel the previous night), and even joked around a bit with Charles Keegan about buying happiness by the pound.
We all attended the webcomics summit, which was sparsley attended (just like everything at the con, it was even less attended than last year) . I had a nice long talk with the Dedicated Webcomic Audience Member (sorry, you never told me your name!) about not being shy and giving us an Email or two when we're not in town.
That evening, Sherri, Liz, Jessica, Emily and I tucked away back into our bedroom for a bit of pizza and hanging out and spending the evening visiting, joking and in general doing more upstairs than we were doing downstairs.
You know, sadly, I'm having a lot of trouble padding this thing out. There just wasn't all that much to see or do this year, other than hang out with some of the other webcomic artists. The con was such an incredible dud this year that there was just not much in the way of excitement.
Another early morning, only this time Emily hadn't gone out for a walk. During the trip to the Japanese steakhouse, we'd both noticed a rather large number of abandonned rail road tracks winding around Durham, each morning she'd gone out to track them and see where they went. Today she left after I woke up, and I didn't see her for a number of hours. I was a little worried...but she found her way back with loads of pictures a few hours later.
They day was rather slow, again with me hanging around the other comic artists. I finally got to meet McKenzee of Sinister Bedfellows (who I missed most of the con (Sorry!)) and Chris Hazelton of Misfile (although we had had the LGBT panel the previous night), and even joked around a bit with Charles Keegan about buying happiness by the pound.
We all attended the webcomics summit, which was sparsley attended (just like everything at the con, it was even less attended than last year) . I had a nice long talk with the Dedicated Webcomic Audience Member (sorry, you never told me your name!) about not being shy and giving us an Email or two when we're not in town.
That evening, Sherri, Liz, Jessica, Emily and I tucked away back into our bedroom for a bit of pizza and hanging out and spending the evening visiting, joking and in general doing more upstairs than we were doing downstairs.
You know, sadly, I'm having a lot of trouble padding this thing out. There just wasn't all that much to see or do this year, other than hang out with some of the other webcomic artists. The con was such an incredible dud this year that there was just not much in the way of excitement.
