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And here’s the Professor’s secret. He’s not just a Librarian, he’s a Werewolf Librarian. And if you don’t think that I am grateful for that every time I get to draw him changing forms, then you would be so, so … Continue reading
Page three. The key becomes important. Lettering gets a little wonky. And layouts are out of control. If you don’t read this page in order the first time, don’t blame yourself. It’s a spiral to the right, with the panel … Continue reading
In media res— this is apparently a story that starts in the middle of action, possibly immediately after the “cover photo” was taken. There has already been a visit to a storeroom that is pretty darn magical/mysterious/cryptic, so that type … Continue reading
It’s a random Monday at the end of summer, so let’s read a minicomic. I’ll be posting it page by page over the next week or so, with creator commentary. If you’re not already familiar with my work, this may … Continue reading
A (presumably) English speaking neighborhood butterfly perched on our (surprisingly) French speaking 70 gallon Toter trash container. (That’s a “wheelie bin” to some of you.) In whatever language we use every day, we are instructed to keep the lid closed. … Continue reading
Hulk love cicada. Shells on trees; cicada noise Make end of summer. (Hulk not write real Japan haiku all summer. This one happen right away. Hulk proud self.)
(Of course, there was an Olympic notebook. Or rather, an Olympic yellow legal pad. And like any notebook, I wrote down a few things that turned out to still be interesting the next day. And a few that didn’t. Expect … Continue reading
Today is a very special day: it is our old corgi boy’s 15th birthday. We can say about him the greatest thing you can say of any of his kind: he is, and has been every single day since we … Continue reading
Gold medal, at last. Against Germany, which makes it better. (Refer back to the last World Cup if you need this explained to you; it is rather painful.) Brasil! (That’s two hundred thousand voices, more or less.) The Maracanã explodes. … Continue reading