Lynn's Comments: Here, Mike shows that he was more interested in getting a story than he was in finding out how the victim was.
Monthly Archives: May 2025
Friday May 2, 2025
Saturday May 3, 2025
Sunday May 4, 2025
Monday May 5, 2025
Lynn's Comments: As I mentioned earlier, this story is based on a true incident. My son was working for a television station and wanted to get a great story. As it turned out, the girl he saw in the accident (from a distance) was someone he knew. It was with his help and approval that this event was included in the comic strip.
Tuesday May 6, 2025
Wednesday May 7, 2025
Thursday May 8, 2025
Friday May 9, 2025
Saturday May 10, 2025
Sunday May 11, 2025
Lynn's Comments: Long before our marriage collapsed, it was the tiny, insignificant annoyances that got to both of us. This might have been a clue. I am now very aware of my own annoying habits, which allows me to overlook the tiny things my partner does to annoy me. Well, I try!!!
Monday May 12, 2025
Lynn's Comments: After a sobering story like the previous one, it was important to insert some funny stuff. A comic strip has to be funny most of the time or it becomes something of a soap opera. I wanted it to be light and enjoyable—with the occasional, serious truth.
Tuesday May 13, 2025
Wednesday May 14, 2025
Thursday May 15, 2025
Friday May 16, 2025
Saturday May 17, 2025
Sunday May 18, 2025
Monday May 19, 2025
Tuesday May 20, 2025
Wednesday May 21, 2025
Lynn's Comments: This scenario is based on an incident of my own. I was driving back to Vancouver from the interior of the province—determined to get home in one day. I tried to rest my eyes but I fell asleep and I actually dreamed I was driving. I woke up when my wheels hit the gravel on the shoulder. It was a very close call!
Thursday May 22, 2025
Friday May 23, 2025
Saturday May 24, 2025
Sunday May 25, 2025
Lynn's Comments: My friend Cecily is a talented doll maker. When she wrote, illustrated and published a children’s book, I showcased it in the strip. I have known Cecily since we worked shoulder-to-shoulder together in an animation studio in Vancouver. We were both in our 20s and newly married. With much in common, we became great friends. Time and serendipity separated us and then brought us back together again 30 years later when I put her name in the paper. Her cousin saw the strip and connected us again. Within days, we arranged to meet and did so in a tearful, happy reunion at the Seattle airport. Cecily was working on this book at the time. We are still in touch and still good friends.