I should have copies at the SF ZineFest, where I’m doing a spotlight thing on Sunday. I don’t know how it will go, but I’ll try to steer away from my stuff and talk about beloved authors, constraints and other things I like. And don’t forget the comics reading on the 29th (there will be some originals from Picnic hanging in the back of Cartoon Art Museum). And I’ll be at SPX.
PS. I should mention, dear reader, that Picnic Ruined is a bit different from my usual comics. As you can see from previews, it’s pretty much 56 washy pages of me circa 2011 wandering around and talking to myself about fiction & autobiography, memories & re-creation, prepuces & car numbers, futility & bellensebastians, etc. My forthcoming stuff has more in the nature of narrative, story and all that, so don’t complain to me that “nothing happens” in this one, I warned you!