Some of you may have heard that I was in a pretty bad motorcycle accident last week. I got banged up pretty bad, but miraculously my right arm (which is the one I use to draw) came out with only some cuts and bruises.
I’ve had some reconstructive surgery done to my leg, and I’ve got another one scheduled for my left hand tomorrow. My recovery time is supposed to be 6 months or so, but I’ve been up on crutches and even felt well enough to make this little comic.
Thanks to all the people who have reached out with their thoughts and prayers. It has helped immensely in my recovery. Many of you know that I am also a man of faith, and I am convinced that God spared my drawing hand (as well as any head, neck, or back injuries). I’m going to do my best to make the most of what I’ve been given—I’ll be back with the funny soon!
Two former classmates see each other on a train. One of them is cheerful and friendly, perhaps a bit pushy. The other has a tendency to have strange, explosive anxiety attacks that terrify the people around her. This is a story about their encounter.
A short film I directed about my own experiences with social anxiety and how it affects others. Despite it being a very personal film, I wouldn’t have been able to make it without the numerous people contributing, so I recommend looking up all their names in Google and finding their blogs, because they deserve the clicks. Thanks!