Over the almost 25 years that I’ve been talking about comics (yes, I really did start this nonsense back in 2001), I’ve seen a WHOLE lot of comics that are mostly about how the artist didn’t have any ideas for making a comic. I mean, it could almost be its own genre at this point. That being said, I’ve rarely if ever seen one as inventive and as thoroughly entertaining as this one. It starts off like an illustrated movie script, with stage directions and descriptions of the action, which is basically five full pages of setup. And right around the time you’re probably thinking, as the reader, “is this going to pick up the pace any time soon?”, Heather jumps in to point out her own doubts about the direction and pace of the story. We get a couple of pages of her describing her fears, wondering if this whole idea was a mistake, and then we’re treated to the most glorious two pages of procrastination in comics history. I almost used that double page spread as the sample image, but I couldn’t bring myself to give that splendor away for free. From there she spends a few pages going through the various stages of grief (and other things), before a pep talk from her dog finally get her back on track! We see the boy, the worm, their awkward friendship… and then we’re back to Heather’s self doubt. Will she pull it together to finish the comic, or are the next half dozen pages or so totally blank? Um, you can probably guess the answer to that one, but you’re getting no spoilers from me. This was a thoroughly entertaining comic, and good luck finding another comic that packs this much story into a 24 page comic about not really having a story. $8 (or $22 for a set of four different issues)
