I finally started reading the Game of Thrones books (and by reading, I mean listening to, as is my custom), so I've also been obsessively rewatching the two seasons on HBO.
One of my favorite things I like to do in a new city is find the local comic book shops. Even way back in my wee younger years, while visiting family at my grandmother's summer cottage in Michigan, when I was wrapped in a blanket of lake swimming and adventuring. Even then, in that summer paradise (and if you read this blog regularly you know I use "summer" and "paradise" in the same sentence never) ... I would drag out the yellow pages and point out two types of places I wanted my dad to drive me. Thrift shops and comic book stores. Good man that he is, he'd always comply. One year, when I had a dilemma about how to spend the $20 I had on me - on a book of the complete works of William Shakespeare or a lifesize cut-out of Han Solo (Sophie's Choice, am I right??) he graciously told me I was allowed to get both.
Good times!
But anyway, back to London! When I asked for recommendations on comic shops I should visit while I was there, I was given these names:
What could possibly go wrong as we used this sharp tool to navigate the streets of busy West End? Actually, we IMMEDIATELY found Orbital and spent a good while browsing their rows and rooms. I picked up a couple of lovely things:
Brian K. Vaughan's latest series, Saga, illustrated by the incredible Fiona Staples. (Haven't read it yet, but picked up issues 2 and 3! Sadly they didn't have #1)
Marc Ellerby's Chloe Noonan, Monster Hunter. I thought this one was fitting, since we were in London and all. I love that she takes the bus and has zero powers, but she's cocky and she gets the job done. Also, she has other priorities like band gigs. And appreciates a good grenade.
Bucko by Jeff Parker and Erika Moen. I had NOOO idea what to expect from this going in, only that I've been a fan of Erika's work for ages. But then I also saw that it was about quirky Portland antics and I was intrigued. I'm also a big fan of Portland, and have been telling everyone for years that I'll be moving there soon. Those overcast skies, those powerful mountains, that dreary weather, that publisher of mine in the 'hood, those hippies with their progressive ways ... they all be callin' to me. But ANYWAY. Bucko ended up being a hilarious, unpredictable ride that kept me laughing/afraid to laugh and eager to turn the page. What started off with a scene reminiscent of Kiss Kiss Bang Bang (and who DOESN'T love a Robert Downey Jr. / Val Kilmer flick) and turned into a fun celebration of everything that's right and so wrong about the world. The writer/artist comments on every page are a fun bonus since I never read it online. I think more comics definitely need commentary tracks.
Orbital had a great location, super helpful staff, and decent selection of indies. Even though I was too chicken to give them any of MY work, I was happy to have found it.
Finding Gosh was a little bit more of a challenge (see map above for reasons why). Yeahh when I set out to create little handy maps for us to use, I sometimes neglected to put in all those pesky side streets. Who needs 'em? So Heather and I spent a good while wandering down the streets of Soho, which is not a bad place to be, but still wasn't our primary purpose. Eventually we'd run out of time and had to meet up with my friend Katrina at the most glorious store on the planet - Paperchase!! No, not a comic book store but a glorious store filled with all your pencilling and papering needs. It took a lot of willpower to only walk out of there with a few purchases.
Luckily Katrina knew her way around town better than we did, so she successfully led us to Gosh. It was a cute, well-designed and well-lit store. I loved the central table piled with a selection of books, surrounded by shelves lit with track lighting. It reminded me of a boutique art gallery. Again, the staff was super helpful and I walked away with something I've been meaning to pick up for a long time ...
Faith Erin Hicks's Friends With Boys! I've been a huge fan of hers since way back in her Demonology 101 days. Along with Derek Kirk Kim, Scott McCloud, and Jason Little, she was one of my earliest webcomic inspirations. Faith's style has only gotten more powerful and expressive over the years, and I was blown away by how her work is able to be detailed and meticulous while still appearing sketchy and free-flowing. I tore through half of the story online but had decided to wait for the print version to finish it. The characters have an ease about them that makes them instantly identifiable - there aren't any forced personality "types". The story is moody, funny, and intriguing, and her large, expansive panels give plenty of room for your imagination to run around in. Selfishly I wanted the story to keep going, but at least I can add this to my collection of books to re-read. Thank goodness Faith is so prolific, so I won't have long to wait for a new book from her!
Thus ends my London Comic Shop Adventure. Sadly, I never made it to Forbidden Planet, but having gone to the one in New York City, I can say I've been, right? Oh well, I'll save it for the return journey. Because there WILL be a return journey to London. Oh yes, there will.
P.S. Can someone invite me to the Leeds Comic Arts Festival at some point??
One of my favorite things I like to do in a new city is find the local comic book shops. Even way back in my wee younger years, while visiting family at my grandmother's summer cottage in Michigan, when I was wrapped in a blanket of lake swimming and adventuring. Even then, in that summer paradise (and if you read this blog regularly you know I use "summer" and "paradise" in the same sentence never) ... I would drag out the yellow pages and point out two types of places I wanted my dad to drive me. Thrift shops and comic book stores. Good man that he is, he'd always comply. One year, when I had a dilemma about how to spend the $20 I had on me - on a book of the complete works of William Shakespeare or a lifesize cut-out of Han Solo (Sophie's Choice, am I right??) he graciously told me I was allowed to get both.
Good times!
But anyway, back to London! When I asked for recommendations on comic shops I should visit while I was there, I was given these names:
What could possibly go wrong as we used this sharp tool to navigate the streets of busy West End? Actually, we IMMEDIATELY found Orbital and spent a good while browsing their rows and rooms. I picked up a couple of lovely things:
Brian K. Vaughan's latest series, Saga, illustrated by the incredible Fiona Staples. (Haven't read it yet, but picked up issues 2 and 3! Sadly they didn't have #1)
Marc Ellerby's Chloe Noonan, Monster Hunter. I thought this one was fitting, since we were in London and all. I love that she takes the bus and has zero powers, but she's cocky and she gets the job done. Also, she has other priorities like band gigs. And appreciates a good grenade.
Bucko by Jeff Parker and Erika Moen. I had NOOO idea what to expect from this going in, only that I've been a fan of Erika's work for ages. But then I also saw that it was about quirky Portland antics and I was intrigued. I'm also a big fan of Portland, and have been telling everyone for years that I'll be moving there soon. Those overcast skies, those powerful mountains, that dreary weather, that publisher of mine in the 'hood, those hippies with their progressive ways ... they all be callin' to me. But ANYWAY. Bucko ended up being a hilarious, unpredictable ride that kept me laughing/afraid to laugh and eager to turn the page. What started off with a scene reminiscent of Kiss Kiss Bang Bang (and who DOESN'T love a Robert Downey Jr. / Val Kilmer flick) and turned into a fun celebration of everything that's right and so wrong about the world. The writer/artist comments on every page are a fun bonus since I never read it online. I think more comics definitely need commentary tracks.
Orbital had a great location, super helpful staff, and decent selection of indies. Even though I was too chicken to give them any of MY work, I was happy to have found it.
Finding Gosh was a little bit more of a challenge (see map above for reasons why). Yeahh when I set out to create little handy maps for us to use, I sometimes neglected to put in all those pesky side streets. Who needs 'em? So Heather and I spent a good while wandering down the streets of Soho, which is not a bad place to be, but still wasn't our primary purpose. Eventually we'd run out of time and had to meet up with my friend Katrina at the most glorious store on the planet - Paperchase!! No, not a comic book store but a glorious store filled with all your pencilling and papering needs. It took a lot of willpower to only walk out of there with a few purchases.
Luckily Katrina knew her way around town better than we did, so she successfully led us to Gosh. It was a cute, well-designed and well-lit store. I loved the central table piled with a selection of books, surrounded by shelves lit with track lighting. It reminded me of a boutique art gallery. Again, the staff was super helpful and I walked away with something I've been meaning to pick up for a long time ...
Faith Erin Hicks's Friends With Boys! I've been a huge fan of hers since way back in her Demonology 101 days. Along with Derek Kirk Kim, Scott McCloud, and Jason Little, she was one of my earliest webcomic inspirations. Faith's style has only gotten more powerful and expressive over the years, and I was blown away by how her work is able to be detailed and meticulous while still appearing sketchy and free-flowing. I tore through half of the story online but had decided to wait for the print version to finish it. The characters have an ease about them that makes them instantly identifiable - there aren't any forced personality "types". The story is moody, funny, and intriguing, and her large, expansive panels give plenty of room for your imagination to run around in. Selfishly I wanted the story to keep going, but at least I can add this to my collection of books to re-read. Thank goodness Faith is so prolific, so I won't have long to wait for a new book from her!
Thus ends my London Comic Shop Adventure. Sadly, I never made it to Forbidden Planet, but having gone to the one in New York City, I can say I've been, right? Oh well, I'll save it for the return journey. Because there WILL be a return journey to London. Oh yes, there will.
P.S. Can someone invite me to the Leeds Comic Arts Festival at some point??
One of my favorite things I like to do in a new city is find the local comic book shops. Even way back in my wee younger years, while visiting family at my grandmother's summer cottage in Michigan, when I was wrapped in a blanket of lake swimming and adventuring. Even then, in that summer paradise (and if you read this blog regularly you know I use "summer" and "paradise" in the same sentence never) ... I would drag out the yellow pages and point out two types of places I wanted my dad to drive me. Thrift shops and comic book stores. Good man that he is, he'd always comply. One year, when I had a dilemma about how to spend the $20 I had on me - on a book of the complete works of William Shakespeare or a lifesize cut-out of Han Solo (Sophie's Choice, am I right??) he graciously told me I was allowed to get both.
Good times!
But anyway, back to London! When I asked for recommendations on comic shops I should visit while I was there, I was given these names:
What could possibly go wrong as we used this sharp tool to navigate the streets of busy West End? Actually, we IMMEDIATELY found Orbital and spent a good while browsing their rows and rooms. I picked up a couple of lovely things:
Brian K. Vaughan's latest series, Saga, illustrated by the incredible Fiona Staples. (Haven't read it yet, but picked up issues 2 and 3! Sadly they didn't have #1)
Marc Ellerby's Chloe Noonan, Monster Hunter. I thought this one was fitting, since we were in London and all. I love that she takes the bus and has zero powers, but she's cocky and she gets the job done. Also, she has other priorities like band gigs. And appreciates a good grenade.
Bucko by Jeff Parker and Erika Moen. I had NOOO idea what to expect from this going in, only that I've been a fan of Erika's work for ages. But then I also saw that it was about quirky Portland antics and I was intrigued. I'm also a big fan of Portland, and have been telling everyone for years that I'll be moving there soon. Those overcast skies, those powerful mountains, that dreary weather, that publisher of mine in the 'hood, those hippies with their progressive ways ... they all be callin' to me. But ANYWAY. Bucko ended up being a hilarious, unpredictable ride that kept me laughing/afraid to laugh and eager to turn the page. What started off with a scene reminiscent of Kiss Kiss Bang Bang (and who DOESN'T love a Robert Downey Jr. / Val Kilmer flick) and turned into a fun celebration of everything that's right and so wrong about the world. The writer/artist comments on every page are a fun bonus since I never read it online. I think more comics definitely need commentary tracks.
Orbital had a great location, super helpful staff, and decent selection of indies. Even though I was too chicken to give them any of MY work, I was happy to have found it.
Finding Gosh was a little bit more of a challenge (see map above for reasons why). Yeahh when I set out to create little handy maps for us to use, I sometimes neglected to put in all those pesky side streets. Who needs 'em? So Heather and I spent a good while wandering down the streets of Soho, which is not a bad place to be, but still wasn't our primary purpose. Eventually we'd run out of time and had to meet up with my friend Katrina at the most glorious store on the planet - Paperchase!! No, not a comic book store but a glorious store filled with all your pencilling and papering needs. It took a lot of willpower to only walk out of there with a few purchases.
Luckily Katrina knew her way around town better than we did, so she successfully led us to Gosh. It was a cute, well-designed and well-lit store. I loved the central table piled with a selection of books, surrounded by shelves lit with track lighting. It reminded me of a boutique art gallery. Again, the staff was super helpful and I walked away with something I've been meaning to pick up for a long time ...
Faith Erin Hicks's Friends With Boys! I've been a huge fan of hers since way back in her Demonology 101 days. Along with Derek Kirk Kim, Scott McCloud, and Jason Little, she was one of my earliest webcomic inspirations. Faith's style has only gotten more powerful and expressive over the years, and I was blown away by how her work is able to be detailed and meticulous while still appearing sketchy and free-flowing. I tore through half of the story online but had decided to wait for the print version to finish it. The characters have an ease about them that makes them instantly identifiable - there aren't any forced personality "types". The story is moody, funny, and intriguing, and her large, expansive panels give plenty of room for your imagination to run around in. Selfishly I wanted the story to keep going, but at least I can add this to my collection of books to re-read. Thank goodness Faith is so prolific, so I won't have long to wait for a new book from her!
Thus ends my London Comic Shop Adventure. Sadly, I never made it to Forbidden Planet, but having gone to the one in New York City, I can say I've been, right? Oh well, I'll save it for the return journey. Because there WILL be a return journey to London. Oh yes, there will.
P.S. Can someone invite me to the Leeds Comic Arts Festival at some point??
Ah yes. The joys of traveling on a restricted diet.
I knew going into my London trip that this would be an issue, despite all the cool U.K. blogs I'd discovered dealing with my particular food issues (aka the FODMAPs way of life). And then, mere days before taking off, I threw caution to the wind and started taking a daily multi vitamin, which INSTANTLY made me sick until the day of the trip itself. Ah yes, to be at such a wonderful point where a vitamin will make me sick! Luckily my nutritionist came to the rescue at the very last minute and enabled me to get my hands on some of these sweet babies:
Ultimate Aloe powder packets. I'd already been hooked on the Aloe Juice, which was insanely amazing at getting rid of heartburn, nausea, the regular cocktail of stomach maladies I was used to dealing with. But thanks to this travel convenient form, I could safely take it along WITH me on my trip, leading to a much better stomach-on-the-go. Whew.
So since I mentioned yesterday some of the amazing restaurants we discovered right in our hometown for the week of Brixton, I was amazed to find out that several of them just happened to also be gluten-free. Woot! Okay, so one was a happy accident, and one I searched for.
Here's my list of some FODMAPs-friendly, gluten-free places we managed to find:
Such a wuvable gangster. Brick BOX was where I managed to find some gluten-free crepes that came in all varieties of sweet and savory. Also located in Brixton Village, and the staff was so friendly they let us squish in for seats next to a couple trying to have a private dinner. Ha HA, take that suckers! Romance can't compete with my gluten-free appetite! Looks like they have multiple venues as well.
So yeah ... me writing down "Ebury" sent us on a wild pub chase for quite some time. BUT! Here's the reason that Heather didn't kill me: on our way to the Ebury Wine Bar we passed many a fine establishment, one of which was called The Orange and full of hoppin' people enjoying great food and drink. So when we finally dragged our feet up to the Wine Bar and the host snubbed us, it wasn't too hard to decide where to go. I made sure to repeatedly remind Heather that if it wasn't for MY directions, we never would've stumbled upon The Orange (okay, and a zillion other places) in the first place. After enough wine she agreed with me. And The Orange, though not particularly gluten-free, was amazing and full of hot, happening people. (I'll dish more about that in the Pub Post!) So ... I'm not saying don't go to the Ebury Wine Bar. But if you do go and they're kind of rude ... there's a kick-ass pub right down the street.And thus ends my discussion of the gluten-free eats I found that helped me keep to my diet for at least part of the time on my trip. What also helped? CHIPS! The savior of vegans and weirdo dieters alike.
Ah yes. The joys of traveling on a restricted diet.
I knew going into my London trip that this would be an issue, despite all the cool U.K. blogs I'd discovered dealing with my particular food issues (aka the FODMAPs way of life). And then, mere days before taking off, I threw caution to the wind and started taking a daily multi vitamin, which INSTANTLY made me sick until the day of the trip itself. Ah yes, to be at such a wonderful point where a vitamin will make me sick! Luckily my nutritionist came to the rescue at the very last minute and enabled me to get my hands on some of these sweet babies:
Ultimate Aloe powder packets. I'd already been hooked on the Aloe Juice, which was insanely amazing at getting rid of heartburn, nausea, the regular cocktail of stomach maladies I was used to dealing with. But thanks to this travel convenient form, I could safely take it along WITH me on my trip, leading to a much better stomach-on-the-go. Whew.
So since I mentioned yesterday some of the amazing restaurants we discovered right in our hometown for the week of Brixton, I was amazed to find out that several of them just happened to also be gluten-free. Woot! Okay, so one was a happy accident, and one I searched for.
Here's my list of some FODMAPs-friendly, gluten-free places we managed to find:
Such a wuvable gangster. Brick BOX was where I managed to find some gluten-free crepes that came in all varieties of sweet and savory. Also located in Brixton Village, and the staff was so friendly they let us squish in for seats next to a couple trying to have a private dinner. Ha HA, take that suckers! Romance can't compete with my gluten-free appetite! Looks like they have multiple venues as well.
So yeah ... me writing down "Ebury" sent us on a wild pub chase for quite some time. BUT! Here's the reason that Heather didn't kill me: on our way to the Ebury Wine Bar we passed many a fine establishment, one of which was called The Orange and full of hoppin' people enjoying great food and drink. So when we finally dragged our feet up to the Wine Bar and the host snubbed us, it wasn't too hard to decide where to go. I made sure to repeatedly remind Heather that if it wasn't for MY directions, we never would've stumbled upon The Orange (okay, and a zillion other places) in the first place. After enough wine she agreed with me. And The Orange, though not particularly gluten-free, was amazing and full of hot, happening people. (I'll dish more about that in the Pub Post!) So ... I'm not saying don't go to the Ebury Wine Bar. But if you do go and they're kind of rude ... there's a kick-ass pub right down the street.And thus ends my discussion of the gluten-free eats I found that helped me keep to my diet for at least part of the time on my trip. What also helped? CHIPS! The savior of vegans and weirdo dieters alike.
This week I'm going to ramble on a bit about my recent trip to London. Since I'd never been before (and neither had my travel partner), and we didn't do too much researching beforehand, it was an exciting land full of adventure to be had. Or, you could say I was just being lazy by not learning that much about it before embarking on our trip. ANYWAY.
One of the first things we did before leaving was check out cheap places to stay. Sure, we could've jumped around from place to place, in and around London, but we both agreed we'd prefer to be in one place for the entire stay and venture out from there. Our home base ended up being in Brixton, based on a super awesome place we found on AirBNB.
All I knew about Brixton going in was entirely based on Attack the Block, a fun movie about aliens attacking a neighborhood band of hoodlums. So, y'know, I was ready. When we arrived on a pleasantly overcast Friday morning, fresh from over 24 hours without sleep, we were thrilled to discover the Brixton Underground station to be just right around the corner from our new flat. Unfortunately, it was about 11:00am London time and we couldn't check in until 3:00pm. So we picked a street and dragged our luggage until we found a quaint coffee shop called Opus to plunk ourselves down in and siphon off some of their free wifi. We stayed long enough to discover there was a pub right across the street, and swapped our coffee cups for wine glasses.
The next day we decided to experience the Brixton Market, a large winding string of outdoor vendors of everything you could imagine. Lots of fish, lots of scarves, suitcases, even VHS tapes. More fish. We lingered under the false promises that a fashion show was about to happen, but when it was over an hour overdue we instead chose to go further into the thick of Brixton Market. We went through a secret passageway (okay, it was an archway called "Brixton Village") which took us into enclosed section. At first we assumed it was just an extension of the market but oh no, it included so much more! Tons of tiny boutiques and restaurants boasting local, gourmet meals, all tucked away into a winding series of aisles.
As soon as we knew it was there, it became a regular stop throughout our entire stay. Although I never got to the magical upper level of this one wine shop called "The Cheese Room" (WHAT COULD BE MORE MAGICAL??), we did nab breakfast at a charming gluten-free bakery called WAGfree, snag a much desired seat at the Brick Box restaurant (which had gluten-free crepes), and on our last night managed to get into the uber-popular sourdough pizza restaurant Franco Manca. All places had fast, friendly service and yummy food. Since our typical style of travelling was to wander down the wrong street and miss out on all cool things that happened to be one block over, we couldn't believe our luck at finding this happening area.
Across from Brixton Village, another restaurant that boasted a good mixture of happy hour cocktails and french-inspired food was the Market House. Unfortunately we only went here on our last day, but we did make sure to do it twice. A little up the street from there was The Prince pub, which had a great cheese plate and enough tables/chairs that on the jampacked weekend nights we could still be sure to find a seat. Our closest pub, which had 2 cats and boardgames (and therefore became our favorite) was Trinity Arms. It was small, cozy, and neighborhood-y enough to make us Yankee tourists feel welcome.
I just realized that I'm already mentioning a LOT of the pubs we went to, and this isn't even my pubs post! That's later in the week. Clearly, a lot of our "London Activities" involved just sitting around drinking in various places. Don't judge.
So if you want a friendly, hip, up-and-coming city in south London to visit, I couldn't recommend Brixton enough. Its citizens seem to care a lot about making Brixton better and better, and they've clearly already done a bang-up job.
Tune in tomorrow, when I go more into detail of trying to travel on a ridiculous diet, like the Low FODMAPs one I have!
Latest print added in my Etsy Shop - Furies Night Out! For a relaxing time. It's Revenge Monsters time.
I'm back!
I flew in from London late last night after a long but surprisingly doable 8 hour plane ride (I spent my time watching a triple feature of The Five Year Engagement, Friends With Kids, and Men In Black 3, which helped whizz by the hours), but today I'm pretty much completely zombified. Even the cats are horrified at the bags under my eyes. I wasn't sure what to expect from jet lag on the way home, since on the way there it manifested in me being able (and tempted) to fall asleep at any moment for the first three days. I nobly resisted the urge and visited multiple pubs instead - you're proud of me, right?
So I hope to post a new Bonnie comic today, but hopefully you'll all forgive me if it won't be for at least a few hours. I'll leave you for now with a picture of the first thing that greeted me upon entering London ....
As I may have mentioned before, I'm going to the U.K. (yippeeee!), so things might be quiet around here for the next week or so. Bonnie will continue to update next week (now on Tuesdays AND Thursdays!), but I'm not sure how much I'll be posting much beyond that. Since I haven't travelled abroad since ye old era of pre-iPhone/iPad days, I have no idea what to expect. I mean, from myself.
But I've got my passport, lipstick, and a list of comic book stores in London to check out (Gosh! Comics, Orbital Comics, and Forbidden Planet) so I figure I'm all set. Hey, do you think if I mention to Forbidden Planet that the NYC Forbidden Planet already sells my stuff, I'd be a shoo-in?
Also, my 12-year-old cousin gave me a helpful note that lists all the members of One Direction (and their girlfriends) to keep an eye out for on the street.
Okay it's not here yet but it's coming soon ... my first published graphic novel, Glitter Kiss!!! Written by the lovely and talented Adrianne Ambrose, illustrated by yours truly, and published by the kick-ass folks at Oni Press!
GAH I CAN'T WAIT!!
Real cover coming soon! Eeeeeee!
Big thanks to the Comics Worth Reading peeps for a mention! I'll stop geeking out now.
Or WILL I??
Okay it's not here yet but it's coming soon ... my first published graphic novel, Glitter Kiss!!! Written by the lovely and talented Adrianne Ambrose, illustrated by yours truly, and published by the kick-ass folks at Oni Press!
GAH I CAN'T WAIT!!
Real cover coming soon! Eeeeeee!
Big thanks to the Comics Worth Reading peeps for a mention! I'll stop geeking out now.
Or WILL I??
SPX is one of my favorite shows to go to, and not just because it's nestled in my very own state, right down the street from my old teenage Tower Records stomping grounds. One of the reasons I love this show is because it's the very first one I exhibited at, back when I just had a binder full of printouts of my webcomic and free postcards to give away. Back when it was split up in 3 different ballrooms of a hotel, and all the exhibitors would descend upon the downstairs bar for a drink when it was over. Ah, the memories. Of the drinks.
Anyhoo. Even though I was super disappointed that I didn't get to exhibit at SPX this year, I did dash in and out for a couple hours on Saturday and immediately threw some money at some books. Here's what I'm going to check out:
Mark Twain's Autobiography by Michael Kupperman. Okay, so this one is really a gift for a friend, but I'm sure I'll probably end up reading it before I wrap it up (oh, like you've never done that!). I can't wait to see how the images and awesome Twain quotes tie in together. Have you guys ever been to his house? GORGEOUS. And, according to Ghost Hunters, haunted. Bonus!
Yessss, more Kate Beaton is always required. I'm not sure if this comes before or after the published Hark, A Vagrant, but I'm sure to love it just the same. I can't get over her facial expressions of people in medieval garb.
Paris by Maarten Vande Wiele was a pure impulse buy. The art style, the subject matter (bitchy fashionistas doing bitchy things) - I knew I had to have it. It looked like everything I aspire to be as an artist. And, maybe, as a fashionista. You don't know! It could happen!
I'll let you guys know what I think after I finish them. It's so nice to have some graphic novels in my to-read stockpile again!!
Bonnie N. Collide, Nine to Five, my sassy little webcomic, is now moving to twice a week!!
Which means instead of being posted every Wednesday, it'll now be posted EVERY TUESDAY AND THURSDAY. Sandwiching Wednesday with comicky goodness, if you will. STARTING NEXT TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 18th. Which is kind of crazy, since I'm going to be off to London that Thursday, BUT that's why I switched this here website over to WordPress last month - so I could start scheduling this stuff!
(wish me luck in remembering to DO this twice a week now ... )
Bonnie N. Collide, Nine to Five, my sassy little webcomic, is now moving to twice a week!!
Which means instead of being posted every Wednesday, it'll now be posted EVERY TUESDAY AND THURSDAY. Sandwiching Wednesday with comicky goodness, if you will. STARTING NEXT TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 18th. Which is kind of crazy, since I'm going to be off to London that Thursday, BUT that's why I switched this here website over to WordPress last month - so I could start scheduling this stuff!
(wish me luck in remembering to DO this twice a week now ... )
I love me a good Comic Con. And although I've only exhibited at Baltimore Comic Con twice now, it's definitely become one of my top faves. I was a little apprehensive this year about my location (across from Stan Lee, kind of hard to compete with that), but the sheer dedication and interest of the fans that come to this show never leaves me disappointed. Women, families - I've never seen a more diverse group of nerds than at Baltimore Comic Con. LOVE IT.
I tried to make my table display a little higher this year but honestly my teeny logo couldn't compete with the giant back walls and banners of everyone else:
The rest of my display was sectioned out into Comics, Prints, and Cuffs.
Some highlights from this year:
Here are the sketches I did, for those not following me on the Twitter/Facebook/Tumblr's!
Awright, awright. I guess it's time for me to grow up and accept the fact that I'll be on the FODMAPs diet for a while. I know, I've been a brat since I first heard I have SIBO, and only *kind of* did the whole FODMAPs thing at first. Basically, since I was MOSTLY following the diet, and doing the herbs, I thought it was bullshit that I wasn't feeling better.
(And then threw caution to the wind and grabbed up some cheese and bread and stuffed a lot of it into my face).
Some stuff's happened since. Basically my SIBO is NOT gone, the power of the herbs was useless, and my insides are trying to violently overthrow me. Maybe I'm being dramatic. After I found out my SIBO wasn't only gone but worse, I wasn't sure what to do and limped back to my scattering of ol' FODMAPs recipes and blogs I'd found. Then I lucked upon a Facebook group committed to peeps dealing with FODMAPs and related cray-cray eating plans. Everyone was supportive, friendly, and best of all had stories to share. Immediately I was tld that you can't do the FODMAPs thing half-assed (to be fair, I was at least doing it three-quarters of an ass). If you do, you'll never figure out if it can help or not. Like one genius poster noted, you've topped off the level of FODMAPs in your body and until you start to make that level decline, you're just adding to the problem. I'm already at a point where it's too easy to make bad things happen, and it's going to take a lot of work to make good things happen. My FODMAPs are at 11.
It's interesting too, to think I was treating this eating plan like a weight loss diet. I figured any effort I put into eating this way was bonus - as long as I was mostly doing it, it had to be better than my previous habits. Right?? Nah. My gut's not MOSTLY dead, it's all dead.
Anyway. I just wanted to update you guys to my food struggles, and give mad props to the folks out there with specific diet to adhere to. Especially the pioneers in the field! Just like when I meet an older gay man or lesbian or feminist or civil rights activist, I want to shake the hand of the gluten-free fore-fathers: Thanks for all the hard work you did to make my life easier.
I'm thinking of putting some original art up for sale of some of my Bonnie N. Collide strips, this weekend at the Baltimore Comic Con but also to be posted in my Etsy Shop after that. Which ones would you guys like to see for sale? Bonnie and Stuart, Bonnie and her coworkers, Herb?? I'd love any/all opinions! :)
I'm thinking of putting some original art up for sale of some of my Bonnie N. Collide strips, this weekend at the Baltimore Comic Con but also to be posted in my Etsy Shop after that. Which ones would you guys like to see for sale? Bonnie and Stuart, Bonnie and her coworkers, Herb?? I'd love any/all opinions! :)
I'm thinking of putting some original art up for sale of some of my Bonnie N. Collide strips, this weekend at the Baltimore Comic Con but also to be posted in my Etsy Shop after that. Which ones would you guys like to see for sale? Bonnie and Stuart, Bonnie and her coworkers, Herb?? I'd love any/all opinions! :)
Monica Gallagher is a comic book creator, illustrator and freelance designer making work for hire with a positive, feminist spin.
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