We’re all waiting now.
I honestly thought that by this point I would have a better feel for how the evening was going to go. Nobody seems confident, but nobody seems nervous either. I’ve met several nominees and past award winners. Editors. Real cartoonists. I even met a lovely “grandmotherly” woman who was going to be a participant on a “diversity panel”. I, having thrust all common sense into my other pants, asked whether she was taking the “pro” or “con” side. As I am still here, the universe didn’t erase itself. Continue reading



