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dear diary, nov 12, 1989




Such a bratty thing to say, when so many people in the world can't even get enough to eat, etc. But at the same time, I can remember watching American Beauty and realising I could put at least one name from my childhood to every single character in the film. Growing up in an American suburb is very weird, with lots of packaging. (Read earlier entries here.)

I'm really looking forward to heading up to Inverness, not this weekend, but next weekend for Hi-Ex, the Highlands International Comics Expo. If you're down south, you'll probably be at the UK Web & Mini Comix Thing, but a bunch of us are heading up north: Gary Northfield, Dave Shelton, Jim Medway, Cliodhna Lyons, Asia Alfasi and loads more!



I'll be selling and signing copies of the Birdsong anthology (review here), You Can't Eat a Princess! and Morris the Mankiest Monster. We'll have a special corner just for people who've worked for the DFC (DFC Library books on their way!) And don't miss my workshop with Gary, Comics from Outer Space: stupidmonsters and aliens. The whole weekend's going to be brilliant.

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kirstymcallister.blogspot.com
Mar. 19th, 2010 11:05 am (UTC)
"And thick and fast, they came at last, and more, and more, and more..."

These comics are great!

I don't think you were bratty at all - you weren't rebelling against having enough, but a particular way of life. And too much is bad, too.
ginasketch
Mar. 19th, 2010 11:27 am (UTC)
Agreed. I still don't want kids lol.
jabberworks
Mar. 19th, 2010 05:31 pm (UTC)
Thanks so much! Yeah, excess is horrible, my dad used to look at the piles of rubbish we'd have left over after a McDonald's meal and say that it would've made his mother turn circles in her grave. And not having to own a car over here has been such a relief.
crazycrone
Mar. 19th, 2010 12:19 pm (UTC)
Hee! My greatest fear was having to be 'a good Catholic wife and mother'. The only other choices you seemed to have were to grow a 'vocation' and enter the convent, or live a bleak life of 'single blessedness' (ie. hollow-eyed old spinster who goes to mass every day, does all the novenas, and talks to herself-)
Well, I guess I do talk to myself a bit...
jabberworks
Mar. 19th, 2010 05:34 pm (UTC)
Ha ha, I'm in a studio of people who all talk to ourselves. Yeah, those choices aren't very wide, although I'd take the single blessedness over having a gazillion kids.
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