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The ancient Romans didn’t really have a tidy word for “2.5” so they usually said “sestertius” (“half three”) because 2.5 is exactly halfway between the numerals two and three. A bit of a funny way to go about it, but that’s where we get the word sestercentennial which means “250th anniversary.” This comic certainly isn’t 250 years old, but it is now 250 pages long! Crazy.

Thank you to all who visited me at the Stumptown Comics Fest. The highlight for me was a panel on historical fiction in comics. Somebody has me down as saying “In terms of worldbuilding, I mean…the 18th century is just lying there, for free!” Which I think sums things up nicely, though not as well as my favorite stanza from Walt Whitman’s poem ‘To Think of Time” –

To think that the sun rose in the east! that men and women were flexible, real, alive! that everything was alive!
To think that you and I did not see, feel, think, nor bear our part!
To think that we are now here, and bear our part!

It gives me chills every time, and that is how I find myself 250 pages into the 18th century. Thanks for following along!