I went to the Portland Zine Symposium last weekend.
I had no idea what to write a zine on.
I don't think of myself as a writer.
I made a short book, really, it was just a few drawn pictures with some short text.
I based it off of the questions people ask themselves.
Education, religion, money, love, sexuality, time, those type-a things.
I was pretty happy with it, I thought it was very me.
After going to the Symposium and seeing everyones, it looks like shit, but that will just push me to do better next time.