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So I drive. And I drive and I drive and I drive.
It's about nine hours on the road on Friday. I stop for the night in Savannah, where I spent about six unproductive months in a
school that's comics-friendly, but meant for artists, not writers. Pick up the business cards that I've pre-ordered at the local Kinko's, and talk to an employee about his master's in sequential art and how "manga-ish" the school has gotten since I left. I look up my old associate Lee Loughridge of Zylonol Studios (who colored the later covers for the
Faans comic book), but he's not to be found (I later learn he's been snowboarding). Watch a couple of intellectually unchallenging sitcoms and get to bed.
Get back in the car in the morning and drive and drive and drive, five more hours. I talk over some details with
Gisele Lagace, and we agree that
Penny & Aggie will need some help in the coming months. I'm still talking with her when I reach the Orlando convention center parking lot, and ask where I park for Megacon.
"Megawhat?"
I smile and apologize to Gisele for multitasking, then say "Megacon. Comic book convention."
"Comic book?" the black, early-thirties woman responds, apparently unaware that comics exist in book form.
Gisele offers to check the Internet for me. I tell her it's
megaconvention.com. And I wait an awkward moment, smiling at the woman who's not sure whether I'm all there, or not.
"T..." her voice hesitates on the line. "That convention is
next weekend."
To be continued.