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Con Report: MGA Con 2017

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , on March 1, 2017 by dwbarbee

Yet another convention is in the books. This time it was MGACon, and my third time tabling there. As usual, I had a great time and sold enough books. I even bought some prints and a t-shirt for my kid. That’s how well it worked out. So all that’s left is to give you the broad strokes:



My table was positioned in the Artist Alley, across from a character designer for one of my favorite shows, Archer. Next to me was a guy who could draw the shit out of Scooby Doo and across the aisle was a quiet guy who drew Sonic the Hedgehog.



Lots of Stormtroopers, as usual. This guy had a backpack full of brains. I understand that it’s mean to be his exposed spinal column, but I like the idea of a backpack full of brains. There were also a lot of Harley Quinns, but one woman was REALLY accurate. I declined to take her picture because she was too beautiful. You’ll have to take my word for it. Unrelated to her, there was a guy dressed as Heath Ledger Joker (always a few of those, too) and he looked bored as hell and kind of sad. Totally not having fun even though he’s dressed up as such a charismatic character. It was weird, but also strangely funny. I didn’t get his picture, either.



And that was the con, folks. Pretty run-of-the-mill. These days I’ve gotten used to doing cons, and I’m planning to do more. Hearing all the comic and cartoon artists talk about all the cons they go to made me hungry for more. This was only my second con of 2017 and I have THREE more in the works, not including BizarroCon in November. I’ll probably need more of these snazzy business cards.



Convention Report: Singing Dancing Dorks

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , on March 6, 2015 by dwbarbee

Hello, blog. Evidence of my laziness abounds, because I’m just now catching you up on my convention activities almost two whole weeks after the fact. Yikes. But here I am, ready to regale you with tales of my adventures at MGACon. It was the second annual comic convention in my area, which is a pretty big deal for us. It was a sea of geeks and I was determined to make those bastards read.


The first person I met was a lady who had already read A Town Called Suckhole. Then I met some kids who said their dad had read all of my books. This was all pretty damn exciting. These folks had probably found my books thanks to the Golden Bough, my local independent bookstore. I’m still not used to meeting people who have already read my stuff. Then I met a nice lady wearing a cool Poison Elves shirt, and after realizing that we both knew what Poison Elves was, we did a hundred high-fives and she bought two of my books.

My booth was next to a guy who looks like Jackson Publick. I told him as much as he didn’t know what I was talking about. My sister showed up later and I asked her to tell him that he was handsome. She saved my ass there. She also got me a legend of Zelda shirt since I’m about to be a dad and we’re naming her Zelda. I also wound up getting a Frank Frazetta shirt and a True Detective shirt for my wife.


Then there were the kids. Tons of them. I saw one kid dressed as Starlord dance around in front of my booth to “Come and Get Your Love.” It’s weird how everyone, especially kids, knows about Guardians of the Galaxy now. And seventies pop music. Suddenly they’re all experts. Later I heard a kid talking to the booth on the other side of mine about superheroes and the artist there asked if he knew who Vision was. The kid didn’t, and I piped in and told the kid that he’ll know about him soon enough. Just gotta wait for the movie.

I had a weird moment where some kids dressed as Ninja Turtles approached me asking for me to sign their autograph books. One of them also wanted me to draw the Shredder for him, and in a giant room full of award-winning artists, I drew the least crappy Shredder I possibly could. My drawing skills have withered and almost died since I was that kid’s age, but whatever, here’s an autograph and a Shredder, kid. The whole moment kind of took me back to my childhood. I was at some amusement park where I got a guy dressed as Leonardo to give me an autograph. Later that day my sister drew all over the autograph and pissed me off forever.


Speaking of kids, almost every kid I saw wanted my California Raisins. Some backstory: I was gifted a ton of California Raisins from my grandmother and I gathered up the extras/duplicates to give as a bonus for buying a book. But sometimes a kid would walk by and reach out to try and steal one, and their parent would pull them away. If the parent didn’t pull them away, it only gave me an opportunity to bribe them into buying a book just to give their kid that skateboarding California Raisin they desperately wanted. It usually worked.

I also had lots of comic cards to give away with every purchase. And hardly anyone wanted them. I only gave away a few 1994 Marvel Universe cards, starting with the Drax and Gamora cards that I dug up from my collection. Of course everyone wanted those. They’re probably worth money now, seeing them both in their old stripper outfits. Then I had Dinosaurs Attack cards and NO ONE wanted those, which is fucking crazy to me. Those cards are awesome. After talking to one guy for a while, I practically forced him to take one, promising him that they would make him cool and get him laid. Thanks to that card he’s probably swimming in poontang as we speak.


Then the coolest thing of the con happened. A chick on roller skates dressed like Rainbow Dash sped up to my table. She demanded that I sell her two books and draw the above picture in one of them. She said it was from a dream she had. That lady’s crazy, but super nice, and so were her friends Blake and Bo. They were some of the nicest people EVER and it was awesome hanging out with them. I love meeting nice nerds who don’t try to lord their nerdiness over you but instead bask in the enjoyment of loving dorky stuff, which is what it’s supposed to be about anyway. Later on I had a tall skinny Stormtrooper walk by my table and shake hands with me and it turned out that it was Bo again, dressed as a Stormtrooper because that’s how he rolls. Super nice fella.

And that was pretty much it. The con was a success because I sold almost all of my books. Three of those sales were to a group of guys who interviewed me for their YouTube channel (it’s called Torchbearer TV, and hopefully it’ll be up soon). I like selling books and promoting bizarro to the unsuspecting masses. Hell, I even enjoy infecting today’s youth with my vulgar literature. But most of all I enjoy hanging out with nice people who aren’t douchebags. It seems like I only get to do that at conventions, so I guess I need to make it out to more of them. World Horror Con is in Atlanta in just a few months…..

Report: Bizarro Fiction at MGA Con

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , on March 21, 2014 by dwbarbee

Last weekend I went to my very first comic con, Macon’s MGA Con. Swimming in the nerdstream has always been a dream of mine, with the added bonus that I’m an author now, so I got to sell books and spread my literary virus to the masses. It was a strange and nerve-wracking experience, but in the end it was a resounding success. Now I’m here to tell you all about it.


The lead-up to the whole experience had me very anxious. Even with all my arrangements in order I was still nervous as hell. Enter my wife, who took me out Friday evening to visit our old friend Tyler to shoot the shit. It was great and really helped relax me for the journey to come. The next morning I headed out to the Macon Centreplex for MGA Con. Instead of driving all the way around to the building’s entrance, I wound up parking at the loading dock because a sign said so. That sign was a bunch of comic book artists smoking next to the dumpsters.


With my table set up and a hearty breakfast of potato chips in my belly, I started to take in my surroundings. Not only was the place filled with cool comics and artwork, costumed people were everywhere. There were zombies, ghostbusters, a pack of teenagers wearing cute anime/Pokemon pajamas (they looked like a hardened gang, actually), and even a fat Batman. In the afternoon my wife showed up to help me sell books and refine my sales pitch. There was some sort of talk about my pitch being blunt and awkward.


Then my friend Jeffrey showed up to threaten me with cannibalism, which he’s been doing since we were in kindergarten. He wound up scaring off a potential buyer, but then made up for it by buying a copy of Thunderpussy for his girlfriend. I noticed that Thunderpussy was popular with women, actually. The cool ones, that is. Some women shielded their childrens’ eyes when walking by my table. I took those instances as endorsements. Before he left Jeffrey gave my wife a Dark Phoenix bobblehead, which was awesome of him.


On Sunday it rained cats and dogs and I practically hydroplaned my way to the Centreplex. I came to realize that rednecks really liked A Town Called Suckhole. One guy said I was lucky to be able to display the rebel flag on the cover of my book, because oppression or something. Others asked if the book was anything like their favorite television programs, Duck Dynasty and Honey Boo Boo. While wincing internally, I smiled and said “Hell yeah!”


That’s a print that artist Budd Root let me have from his table. I’m going to frame it for my office. Mr. Root is an awesome artist and draws one of my favorite things in the world: boobs. By the end of the con I had sold almost all of my books and all anxiety had been lifted from me. Happy and content, I left the con and made sure to rub Aku’s tummy on my way out.


I came home and reported the success to my wife. Then we watched the Golden Compass together. I have one last book, a copy of Thunderpussy, and i’m planning to take it to Avalon Comics in Macon, where it will be available for purchase. Now that it’s all over I’d like to thank everyone for their support, those who bought a book or made conversation with me. It was a great experience and I’ll definitely be there next year, hopefully with even more books.

Signing Books at MGACON this weekend

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , on March 10, 2014 by dwbarbee

Well, it happened. My town finally has its own comic convention, which is beyond awesome. This weekend (March 15th and 16th) marks the inaugural Middle Georgia Comic Con, located at the Macon Centerplex. There will be a ton of awesome stuff going on, including all these cool people…


…and me also. No, I’m not on the poster, but I will be there in real life, sitting at a table in Artist Alley selling and signing copies of my books Thunderpussy and A Town Called Suckhole. This whole week I’m making big plans for the event, so if you’re out and about for the Cherry Blossom Festival this weekend (for those who don’t know, the Cherry Blossom Festival is Macon’s honored and beloved pastime of painting the entire city pink), come join the party. You can get more info on MGACON right here at their site.