I've been looking through my 2016 work files, and I found this comic strip I wrote back in May.
I'd had big plans for my fifth year as an exhibitor at the Calgary Comic & Entertainment Expo. I'd even written a comic strip that I thought would raise some eyebrows: a piece about my struggle with post-partum depression that I submitted to the Expo's annual Artbook.
Mental illness doesn't usually come up as a subject in the splashy, family-friendly Artbook, and I was looking forward to talkiing with Expo attendees about what made me choose that particular subject for that particular publication.
When I read it now, I think:
1. Hm, that just goes to show what kind of a weird, rambly headspace I was in, when I wrote all that stuff.
2. Man, I should have been lying in the dark with my eyes closed, instead of writing that ridiculous comic!
Anyway, I just realized that somehow this comic never got posted. So, for all you readers who are interested in comics about concussions, and/or how I spent my summer vacation, here's my post-concussion comic.