Today was a day I will never forget. I started dreaming of being the guy who drew the comics I read when I was four or five years old. That makes more than thirty years of working my way up to this.
Thank you to everyone who helped make this happen. Every word of encouragement, every honest critique, every piece of recommended reading, and every kind moment has led me to finally putting one of these projects of mine out into the world.
Too drunk, mad, and sad to do a decent comic. But capturing the moment was still important to me.
We hear of walls as obstructions, but often the old adage that good fences make good neighbors rings true.
I’m looking over a four leaf clover.
Our shared insomnia has always made bonding with my mother easy.
Reading about how in love you were after the fact is always difficult, but also beautiful in its way.
See? I TOLD you I was good at interviews.
Practicing mindfulness. Occasionally succeeding.
A beautiful day overlooking Mount Hood, which has seemed to be a physical presence in my life since the first time I saw it.
Though lovers be lost, love shall not – Dylan Thomas
