A holiday reminder.
We mentioned this a few weeks ago, but here’s a reminder in case you missed it: We are taking our annual holiday break next week. The comic will update normally (we hope) throughout this week, including Christmas Day, but the following week there will be some kind of filler image while Garth and I celebrate the end of 2015. Again, the comic will update normally for the remainder of this week, but there will be no updates next week and the Issue will resume posting on Monday, January 4, 2016.
Personally, I’m ready to be done with 2015. It’s been a year of soaring highs and crashing lows, and I’m finished with this year because the lows frequently overshadowed the highs.
There were some amazing things that happened this year, too! For all its struggles and frustration, I feel like I nailed being a work-from-home dad and taking care of an infant. Our Kickstarter campaign for The Search for Black Hole Bill was an astounding success, and your support meant the world to us! We had some fantastic appearances at conventions, from tiny ones in college classrooms to massive events that overwhelmed cities, where we got to meet you awesome folks face-to-face! My wife managed to secure a new job closer to home with traditional hours, so now we see one another and our friends far more often than we used to! I wrote the scripts for live two burlesque shows that sold out every performance! And hey, I’ve been a homeowner for a year! The little suburban town I live in is full to the brim with insanely nice people, too!
But the lows were… you know what? Screw the lows. I’ve documented what’s been bringing me down for what feels like the entire second half of this year, and I’m done with it. I’ve spoken enough about them. I’ve dwelled on them and given them more of my attention than they deserved. I have a comic, a family, and a home to concentrate on. Everything that’s brought me down this year has had enough of my time and energy. As 2015 comes to a close, I will leave my sadness and darkness in the past with the year, and they will both remain where they belong. Behind me.