“If they get their hands on us, they’ll rape us to death, eat our flesh, and wear our skins for blankets. If we’re lucky, they’ll do it in that order…”
I was under the impression that this webcomic is roughly contemporary; it’s been a while since Gaiman has lived in Menomonie — and there was enough noise about his split that I’d expect this crew to know that.
Um, last I checked he still lives there. He splits time there and at his wife Amanda Palmer’s place out east, so he’s not there as often as he used to be, but he still calls it home.
One year ago, on April 16th 2024, the first page of Peregrine Lake went online. One year since we first met Bev as she drove through a snow storm and said the exact thing most of us have said in that scenario.
It took so long for Peregrine Lake to get off the ground. I first announced it back in December of 2019, and originally I was going to draw it. And then the world fell apart, and I found myself with zero ability to draw it anymore. I kept kicking the idea around, wanting to move it forward when in 2023 I jokingly suggested to my friend Ethan that they could draw the comic for me.
And they said yes, they'd love to, and I am not one to look a gift horse in the mouth.
We then spent almost a year regularly meeting, talking about my plans for the plots, the world, the characters, and all the things that would have otherwise just lived in my head. I started scripting comics, and Ethan got to work on concept art. And for most of 2023 we planned and got ready, and we hit the ground running in 2024.
And now we're here. Honestly, I love everything we've put out over the last year. Ethan's art is incredible, and tells the story in a way that I'm not sure mine would have. I love this comic, I love that you all are reading it, and I'm excited to show you what's coming next.
Because we've only just scratched the surface on how weird this is going to get.
On April 26th I'm going to be at Concinnity in Milwaukee, WI! Stop on by and say hi if you're in town!
About the Comic
UnCONventional is a comic that ran from December 2009 to December 2019 about the staff of a small town anime convention and their lives. This is a complete online archive of the comic.
I’m waiting for the one person that always pipes up with, “Don’t kink shame!”
*points* you just did
Ruth didn’t say it wasn’t an option for *someone*, just that that is the ONLY way it would be an option. ?
Death by snu/snu!
“If they get their hands on us, they’ll rape us to death, eat our flesh, and wear our skins for blankets. If we’re lucky, they’ll do it in that order…”
With the money they save on the super-cheap Expo option they could buy a fuckton of rat poison and paint to be used in advance.
What, legit possibility that Neil may show up for our con?! OF COURSE it is gonna be there!
I was under the impression that this webcomic is roughly contemporary; it’s been a while since Gaiman has lived in Menomonie — and there was enough noise about his split that I’d expect this crew to know that.
Um, last I checked he still lives there. He splits time there and at his wife Amanda Palmer’s place out east, so he’s not there as often as he used to be, but he still calls it home.
(I literally live within twenty minutes of Menomonie)