The Whirlwind that was Zinefest 2012

Zinefest was a success on all levels.  Once again I got to table next to the hardest working woman in the anarchy business, Mo from the Wingnut Anarchist Collective, which is always fun.  On the other side were Frieda and Birch Wood from the Richmond Urban Pagan Church, two of the nicest folks you’ll ever meet.

My friend Brother Ash showed up (with his sense of humor in tow as always) and we got to hang out for a bit and have a few chuckles.  Unfortunately Tabitha was under the weather and couldn’t make it.

I ate two amazing tacos from RVA Vegan. And by the way, their coffee is delicious and has so much caffeine that after one cup I was talking like a carnival barker.

I said hello to Matt Carman and Kseniya Yarosh, editors of I Love Bad Movies, a great zine for people who, well, love bad movies.  Matt’s zine Taken for a Ride: My Night in the Cash Cab is absolutely hilarious, and very informative.  Who knew you don’t actually get to keep the cash, and that they take the money back and mail you a check?  How cheesy is that?

The “Writing Short Fiction” workshop that I led was really fun.  I hope I inspired some people to put pen to paper and gave them some pointers that will make their stuff better and their jobs easier.  Everyone left smiling and seemed to want to stay longer, so I suppose it went well.

I met and was inspired by Aijung Kim, an amazing artist who stopped by my table and talked for probably 15 minutes.  I don’t use the word amazing lightly.  Her linocuts are breathtaking.  She should be landing permanent installations and teaching art somewhere.  Go to Aijung’s etsy shop and buy something.

A marine stationed at Quantico stopped and bought a copy of the original Cabal Fang book (sorry man, I met so many people I can’t remember your name).  He thought I was a marine because the dialogue I wrote for my zine Nemo’s Point, which features two marines, was so convincing.  This guy loves his country but he’s concerned about oppression and the extent of America’s global reach.  I hope he makes it all the way to the Pentagon.

I ran into Adam from SPARC (Supporting Prisoners and Acting for Radical Change) and talked to him for awhile.  I also ran into the guys from the Flying Brick radical lending library and chatted them up a bit.

Cody Pickrodt come over and we traded some zines.  His zine Reptile Museum is a post-apocalyptic beauty.  His art kicks ass, and so does he.  Cody is a practitioner of Kyokushin Karate.  If you haven’t heard of Kyokushin, it’s the full contact style founded by Mas Oyama, a style of Karate practiced by UFC stand-outs Chuck Liddell, Lyoto Machida, and George St. Pierre.  I guess I shouldn’t have been surprised by how much we saw eye-to-eye.  His table was mobbed all day, and I was flattered that he took the time to come over.

My zine Self Defense for Activists flew off the table as usual.  I came with 50 and they were gone by four o’clock.  Honestly, I think I could get rid of as many as I could afford to print.

These are just the highlights of course.  I met dozens and dozens of great people, like Mika and Hughey, and the young lady with the little red-haired baby, the shy guy who couldn’t make eye contact, and on and on.  If I left you out my apologies.

It was a whirlwind kind of day.

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