<\/p>\nFor several days before Stumptown I was feeling nervousness and dread, and I was convinced that no one would buy “Hereville.” On the drive to Stumptown Saturday I felt so anxious about that, I worried I might vomit.<\/p>\n
So things went better than I expected. :-)<\/p>\n
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I sold 65 copies of Hereville <\/em>at Stumptown, which was enough to cover the costs of printing. In fact, between Stumptown sales and some other sales, the first printing of 100 copies is nearly sold out. (!) (But — I feel obligated to mention — you can still buy them here<\/a>, if you want.)<\/p>\n Saturday night, Hereville <\/em>won one of Stumptown’s treasured Trophy Awards, for “outstanding art.” (The winners are determined by a vote of Stumptown attendees.) That made me very happy. My friend Erika received three<\/u><\/a> well-deserved awards for her excellent, funny, sweet, but adults-only strip Dar<\/em><\/a>! The Trophy Awards are great, because the con organizers buy used trophies and relabel them. Mine is a female bowler with — get this — a cross <\/em>on the pedestal! As you can see, it’s gone straight to my (On the Hereville webpage, which I don’t want to use for non-relevant political debates, I blurred out the Nader button. But I’m putting the unblurred pic here on “Alas” because I think it might amuse people.)<\/p>\n I also met some neat new people and saw some old friends, although less than I would have liked. (Onyxrising <\/a>has a funny LJ entry about seeing me at Stumptown.) I didn’t get much of a chance to see the convention, because I spent almost all my time at my table pitching Hereville<\/em>, but I really enjoyed it.<\/p>\n I also got to be a total mooch on my friends, who I relied upon for a lot of free labor. So thank you Jake Squid<\/a> (ride to the con, day 1, plus setting up), Chris Baldwin<\/a> (ride home), Kevin Moore<\/a> (ride to the con, day 2), Jake Richmond<\/a>, Katie Moody<\/a>, & Ivy McCloud<\/a> (sitting in for me when I was away), Charles Seaton<\/a> (ride home, plus breaking down), and Kip Manley<\/a> (more rides). (Can you tell I don’t have a driver’s license?)<\/p>\n And I have to shout out to the awesome Rachel Edidin<\/a>, of the also <\/em>awesome org Girl Wonder<\/a>, because several people bought Hereville <\/em>because she told them to! (She also told me she’ll be reviewing Hereville on her blog sometime soon.) Plus, there’s the knitting… but I think that <\/em>will be a post of its own, when the time comes.<\/p>\n Finally, I have to sincerely thank the folks whose tables were next to mine — the McCloud family<\/a>, Larry Marder<\/a>, and especially Jen Sorenson<\/a> — for restraining themselves from strangling me after hearing my Hereville pitch hundreds and hundreds and hundreds of times. (Jen and I were joking that when she went home, she’d bewilder her husband by mumbling “it’s about an 11 year old Orthodox Jewish girl” in her sleep.)<\/p>\n (And one more thank you — Photo of me by Jenn Manley Lee<\/a>!)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" For several days before Stumptown I was feeling nervousness and dread, and I was convinced that no one would buy “Hereville.” On the drive to Stumptown Saturday I felt so anxious about that, I worried I might vomit. So things … Continue reading head<\/strike> mantle:<\/p>\n
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