My Journey into Comic Con

Photo by Joey Nicotra on Unsplash

The cab pulled into the driveway at nine a.m. My brother and I sat in the back while my baby brother rode shotgun. He talked all the way down there, but I remained silent except for when my baby brother told the driver that I was a writer. The driver asked me about my writing, and I talked about my short stories and poetry. Then, the conversation turned to something else, and I returned to thinking about what lied ahead. I wasn’t nervous, but…

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