I used to be somebody.
My youngest son, age 12, recently discovered that I actually had a background in Webcomics. That I had a “fandom” (however little it was) His friend from school devoured the Yirmumah archives and wanted more.
I’m slowly coming around out of my own personal funks… I’m recalling why I did YIRMUMAH in the first place, and why I may need it again, just for me. Of course, you can see in.