![]() I knew I wanted to tell a long story, but had no idea how to go about it, so I decided to just make it up as I went. ![]() ![]() The art director invited me to write and draw a weekly page of comics for the paper, and I jumped at the chance. I landed the job, but swiftly became disillusioned with the comics publishing scene, and after a year I left to work for a free weekly arts and entertainment paper called The Stranger. I had no idea that, in doing so, I was joining a mass migration of recent college graduates who would catalyze Seattle’s local music scene into an international phenomenon before stepping into entry-level jobs at Amazon, Adobe and Microsoft. On the off chance that I could land a job with this publisher, I drove the 3,000 miles from Providence, Rhode Island, to the Pacific Northwest. ![]() I was interested in “alternative” comic books – which is to say, comic books that were not about superheroes – and I knew that the best-known publisher of such books was based in Seattle, Washington. I graduated from art school in 1991 with no clear idea of what to do with my life. ![]()
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