I have a lot of words to write about body horror someday. About why it’s so effective on me. Why a movie I’ve seen multiple times can still horrify me with that sort of imagery.
For now I’m just going to obsess over my knee, though.
I have a lot of words to write about body horror someday. About why it’s so effective on me. Why a movie I’ve seen multiple times can still horrify me with that sort of imagery.
For now I’m just going to obsess over my knee, though.
The walls we build may serve their purpose, but eventually they must come down.
This was one of the worst nights I’ve had in a long time, but I survived it. Not without help, though.
Please don’t ever think you have to tackle everything on your own. When you need assistance, reach for it.
When I’m in a relationship, my partners have always appreciated my ability to remember dates and anniversaries. I mark them with special events and appropriate fanfare.
As a single guy, sometimes this tendency is less helpful.
Bars are good places to make wordy, scribbled comics.
Day one at my new job. Trust me, I missed the rental car that next day during the three and a half hours I spent on buses.
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.
This was a place that felt spiritual to me on a replenishing day that I desperately needed.
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.