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December 12, 2005
HEY AUCTION WINNERS!!!
Just a note - if you ordered original art, please check your ebay feedback - if I've left you feedback, your order was shipped today. If I have NOT left you feedback, then I have not received payment from you yet, and your item will ship as soon as that occurs - thanks! I was reassured by the post office that all internation artwork should reach its destination before Christmas, for any international buyers that were concerned.
If you have made a paypal payment for artwork, and I have not left feedback for you, please contact me via Ebay - if you've mailed in a payment and you haven't been left feedback, I probably just haven't gotten it in the mail yet, and your artwork will ship as soon as I get it. Thanks guys!
Comic updates are on hold for the moment as I am currently in the process of relocating - I'm hoping to have everything moved over by this weekend. Thanks for your patience with the delays!
READ POSTER NOW AVAILABLE FOR SALE!
Warehouse 23 is now doing poster printing, and as a result they are now offering the 'Read' design in a gorgeous, full-color 11x17 poster on heavyweight paper. I just received my comps today and I couldn't be happier with them. You can access the Warehouse 23 store by clicking on the 'store' button, or by clicking on this link - go give it a look!
Old News:
That's all, folks. Thank you for reading!
If you're despondent over the lack of QoW, this news may cheer you - due to an overwhelmingly positive reader response, QoW will start again next Monday and re-run all the original strips, seven days a week, with commentary. That's right, if you so choose you'll get to read my babblings about what exactly went on with the strips, stuff that wasn't supposed to happen, ideas that were ditched, ideas that were never explored, the works. I realize it's not NEW strips, but I thought it would be fun to do while I work on putting out my next project. Speaking of the next project - I will be announcing it as soon as it's ready to go. Keep an eye on the website, or the LJ community, or the forum, as I'll be posting it all over the place once it's live.
For those looking for other strips to read, check out my links section, and also the Keenspot dropdown up in the corner has a ton of good reads on it as well.
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| Hi there! You are reading the Queen of Wands rapid-fire reruns, a seven-day a week run of QoW with commentary. Commentary on later strips will contain spoilers, so if you are a new reader and here for the first time, I suggest you take a trip to the beginning of the archives and give the comic a read-through spoiler-free before jumping into the commentary. |
| Originally aired 9/06/02: I've never been paid with a scary Jesus candle. I just really like the phrase 'scary Jesus candle'. So about that revenge: My cousin had been happily living under the assumption that all Rolls-Royces were hearses, and my sister and I decided to further his education by teaching him what went IN the hearse: The body. It was actually kind of cute, he'd be playing with all of his cars (he had a metric ton really), and make a big accident and then start up with the sound effects, "Here comes the ambulance! weee-ooo wee-ooo Here comes the hearse! wahh-wahh-waaaaahhhh". One day, my sister and I decided to take him to the mall and wander around. So here we are with this delightful child, I think he was three or four at the time, pushing him in his stroller into the mall, his white-blond hair and cherubic face charming all the pedestrians we crossed paths with. Then we get into the mall. Turns out that weekend, they were having an auto-show at the mall. Also turns out that the entrance that we picked happened to be where they had the Rolls-Royce parked. So here are my sister and I, pushing the little angel along when he suddenly sits bolt upright, pointing his finger at the car and shrieking 'HEARSE! HEARSE!!! HEARSE!!!!!' as loudly as possible while my sister and I try to shush him. People are staring. He stops shouting hearse and starts rocking back and forth in his stroller shouting "BODYBODYBODYBODYBODY" in a demonic sort of monotone usually reserved for horror movies. My sister and I wheeled him out of there as fast as we could, and we never did that again. Lesson learned, sisters: 0, cousin: 1. |
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