Peace has been restored to the house. Tuesday morning had all the makings of a classic Stephen King novel; the power goes out, there's a raging blizzard outside, we're trapped in a cabin in the woods, and there's a maniac in the house. The men in white suits were summoned, and my friend is now receiving much-needed help in a hospital near Plymouth.
Five days later and we are buried in three feet of snow. My limbs ache from perpetually shoveling out the automobile. Not much drawing has . This will be remedied soon.
Posted below is a sampling from a recent comic strip that I completed. More things next week.