Beckoning Chasm picked Lilian out yesterday. And I have to say, I love seeing her here. I find her Crankshaft book publishing storyline kind of endearing. (Except for Rose’s death, I usually find Crankshaft leaps and bounds better than Winkerbean.) I also love the idea that 10 years plus from having Les Moore over to her bookshop, she’s become more successful and prolific than he ever will. He’s written four books, three of which are about his dead wife. This 95-year-old virgin who never left her parents house has written and an entire book series, with characters she thought up and plots from her own imagination. Sure some it is drawn from her business, but at least she didn’t have to plagiarize a dead relative’s diary for inspiration.
Les Moore has only written about things that actually happened, to people he knew. News Flash! Funkyverse already has a reporter character! And Brian Williams has more creativity than our fragile artiste.
No wonder Les is happy to humor the few crazy people who wander up to his table. A guy who took three panels to ask if his name was Legacy Trilogy, a maniac depressive buying a prequel and sequel to a book she had trouble finishing, and this poor lady with dementia. Taking bets on if she remembered to put any clothes on under the third ugly overcoat we’ve seen in two days. It’s like all these people are visiting from the flashers’ convention on the other side of the event center.