Sara Ryan

1. Overheard in an elevator. Business casual woman: “Is this a Sci Fi Con?” Dealer wearing innocuous t-shirt and jeans: “No, comics.” Business casual woman: “Oh, comics…well, I just love the outfits!”
2. Speaking of elevators: there weren’t enough of them. After waiting for one for twenty minutes, we took the stairs up to our room. [...]

I call it the Rockwell Deviance Quotient.
It measures how much one’s holiday experiences diverge from the media ideal.

I haven’t quite figured out the actual numerical part, but it might be like when you’re using a level and you assess how many bubbles off plumb something (or someone) is. So your holidays could be, say, four [...]

Here at the Undisclosed Location (a.k.a. my parents’ house in Ohio), catching up on email, deleting comment spam (Why, why are the spammers so deeply attracted to the post about Rules being a Junior Library Guild selection? It’s harder hit than any other post, by far…) preparing for another small, low-key Thanksgiving, it’s hard to [...]

Back from a fabulous weekend farther north in the Pacific Northwest. I have four (now three) days until I head East for the National Conference of Teachers of English and the Assembly on Literature for Adolescents, and that panel I’m on with my awesome partners in YA novel crime.
One of which is my birthday.
I am [...]

Yes, I am just about to take off again for parts known and unknown.
2 pm Saturday, November 10th, I’ll be doing a Teen Writing Workshop at the Lynnwood Library in beautiful Lynnwood, Washington. (Thanks for making such a cool graphic advertising it, Lynnwood Library webfolk!)
Exactly seven days later, at 2 pm Saturday, November 17th, I’ll [...]

September 28th, 1997: I was on a train from Portland back to Ann Arbor. I’d just interviewed for a job. I’d done my first (and so far last) storytime. I read, among other things, Caps For Sale, a story featuring caps (as you might suspect) and monkeys.

September 28th, 2007: I wear Bill Mudron’s cap at [...]

…that after a delightful weekend at retreat, and an extremely less than delightful flight back (2.5 hours on the tarmac, 3 understandably distressed toddlers, 1 elderly couple loudly concerned about the possibility of their cruise ship leaving without them) I have returned, not home, but to the studio.
And speaking of the studio, and thus of [...]

I will be around, with minicomics and some Rules and Empresses, sharing space with Erika Moen and Kip Manley. Come say hey and buy things from them! (And me.)
Personal to gordonzola and anarqueso (and, I suppose, anyone else who is cheese-interested) Today I ate two shockingly great cheeses: Anomalous, from Vermont, and Isle of Mull [...]

Come on over to Reading Frenzy tonight to hear the Zine Camp ‘07 graduates!

I love Nicole Georges’ illustration above.
And perhaps I will bring some of the new minicomics…

Those of you who were curious about the “Comics Are Not Literature” discussion at Comic-con, check out Zack Smith’s report over at Newsarama. Thanks, Zack, for writing it up!