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Round Two for me at the National Young Writer's Festival in Newcastle, NSW. More fun, more comics, and I met Santo Cilauro, who is a champ just for being a member of the D-Gen. And this time, I brought a friend!...

The Writer's Festival is an excellent place to meet likeminded creatives, in my case comics people. This year did not disappoint, as I met many exciting people whose work I had read (and in some cases, vice versa). In many cases, I met them very briefly. And as anybody who knows me knows, people's names float out of my head the second after I'm told them. So if I only get a few wrong here, it'll be a miracle... (please let me know if I did)

At left is Jacob Zhivov, editor of famed Monash University student magazine Otico. I worked as art director at Otico in 2002, and convinced Jake that it was crucial that he take the trip up to Newie with me to share in the laughter, the drama and the hotel room. I was pleased to meet Glenn Smith (Necrotardation, Silent Army), whose artwork is frighteningly detailed and very much my cup of tea. I met Nicola Hardy (Satan Lives... With Me) and Leon (Panel Beater) at last year's fest, and encounter Nicola quite often since she's a rockin' Mexican (Melbournite) like myself.

Not to take anything away from Ms A.J. Rochester (left), but I (the bare-legged guy) was highly excited to be seated at a panel entitled Screen Comedy next to Mr Santo Cilauro, an original member of Australian comedy group The D-Generation, the man who was The Colonel on The Late Show, a partner in -- I can't be stuffed going through the man's CV. Look him up yourself. At right, the man responsible for my brush with "The Ethnic Prankster", Marcus Westbury.

Time for the comics/zine fair, where all the young'ns sell and swap their hippie poetry, anarchist punk zines and comic books. Here, Nicola poses with a comic she did that's several feet long. And a beer. I wonder where she got it?

Christ on a cracker. Here's a highly unflattering photo of me. Note the weird red spot next to my eye, which is not a digital artefact. When I get hot and sweaty, it appears to glow. Gotta love my T-shirt, though...

It's a stunned-looking American! Namely, American indie-comic lady Madison Clell (Cuckoo)!

It's Michael Hill reading a comic -- something I imagine he does fairly often, given that he teaches comics at UTS, is writing a phD thesis on comics, and publishes Black Light Angels, written and drawn by Louise Graber.

Glenn's game face. Also, here's Ben Hutchings, cartoonist and animator (You Stink & I Don't, Dragon Hurtor).

When you're in Newcastle, there's no good reason not to eat at Big Al's, a mobster-themed family restaurant. The burgers are good, and if there's a kid's birthday on while you're there, you'll enjoy the strange sight of a bunch of kids in plastic fedoras running around the store with toy tommy guns (the girl in the green shirt has one).

Evening at the Hunter on Hunter again. The place hasn't changed. Here's Chris Mikul (Bizarrism) and his lovely partner Kath.

Kath, Nicola, David.

It's Christian Read (Diggsville, The Watch)! And his hair's gone! He looks like Anton LaVey! Cool. Also pictured: his adoring wenches.

Robyn Gallagher (Scenic Route) wants you to help save some bush. Nope, no jokes to be made here.

Jake's pretty happy to be heading back to Sydney (and then Melbourne), 'cause after all -- Newcastle is kind of a hole when there's no festivals on.

I didn't get pictures of many of the other talented people who came up, including: David Tang and Jeremy MacPherson (Knee Pockets), Leigh Rigozzi (Flippin' Out), Dann Lennard (Betty Paginated), Komala Singh (Moshi Moshi), Ross Tesoriero (Radiation Sickness), American guest -- and good sport -- Scott Mills (Trenches, Big Clay Pot) and old favourite Stratu (Sick Puppy).

Many of these people's comics (and those of the people pictured -- and mine) are available for purchase at the Comics Australia online shop. Why not check out some Australian comics? Remember -- if you're Aussie, it's your patriotic duty, and if you're not... our exchange rate is in the shitter, so you'll pay bugger all!

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