ROAD TO HELL, page 15. Read this Emerald City Comic Con report from the beginning here.
TO SUM THINGS UP, here's a little coda R.B. posted on Tumblr regarding this page:
Getting into comics, especially indie comics, is insanely difficult and time consuming. For every success you have to wade through a massive amount of bullshit. It will make you want to quit the whole game over, and over, again.
The final outcome of the hell that was ECCC was not pretty. I’m still recovering from the financial mess it caused, and probably will be for quite some time. Drama fallout still lingers. It was the worst convention I’ve ever had to table at, and I hope to never put up with that amount of bullshit ever again.
Though it was a clusterfuck myself and my friends do not feel like it was a ‘failure’ and if you’re a comic artist that gets placed into a similar situation: don’t think of a bad con as a ‘failure’.
We still reached out to people, I still co-hosted my first panel, and we gave out our books to a bunch of cool people, many of whom showed our work to other cool people. I also walked away with a massive amount of experience. I’m glad I’m learning this now, because the stakes are only going to get higher the longer I do this.
“Failure” implies that things are over, but a convention is just a another stepping stone in our careers.
ECCC was a mixed bag. A mixed bag of trash, bootleg mlp’s, and SKA.
Truer words were never spoken. And I still hope to visit Seattle again soon!
Beautiful