Writing this strip requires me to find and use a kind of whimsy from inside of myself. It is a necessary ingredient to even step into the mindset I must be in.
With what is happening in my country now, I am honestly not sure that whimsy lives in me anymore.
We have allowed the hopeless among us to elect hopeless leaders. Already they’re gleefully dismantling every aspect of governance that has protected myself and the people I love.
There are no bright eyes on tomorrow, anymore. Certainly not mine.
I love you, and I love this strip. I will not let it go easily.
But the light inside of me is dying.
I cannot tell stories of dragons without that light.
I will try, and that is all I will promise.
I have a few strips in the works that I will finish up and post. They should be up soon, but they should’ve been up long, long ago already.
I can’t say what will happen. I’m sorry for that.
Thank you for your kindness.
That’s all for now.