I uploaded a new comic today, and while doing so noticed that in the last twenty days, I've only posted new content six times. My stomach dropped.
People ask me all the time how I can come up with new ideas every day. The answer I ususally give is that coming up with ideas is actually pretty easy, and most people find new things to laugh about or think about every day. I just polish them up and draw them out. If I'm being honest with myself, though, equally true is that I'm terrified to stop and lose everyone who reads the comic.
So I opened up the fanmail account, something I'm forbidden to do normally, to face all the complaints about my erratic posting schedule these last two months. This is only a taste of what I found.
"As fans, we love you, and as a fellow human beings, we're on your side. We got you, fam"
"Don't worry about your career. You fans have your back. Family first, comics second."
"Please consider this email just one in hopefully thousands of notes of solidarity. You've built a community of support in real life and online. We're all pulling for you."
Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Bless you all. I have a care meeting tomorrow to schedule dad's release from in-patient rehab. Our home is in the process of some remodeling to accomodate his needs, movers are scheduled for next week. I'm hopeful we'll be headed back to Seattle soon to settle in and start our new daily routines.