Five years ago, when I was a lonely teenager with a punk fixation, I started writing a comic called Adventures Close to Home. It was an outlet for all my teen angst and a patchwork of my biggest influences at the time, intended to be an early testing ground for my growing interest in comics. I wrote about Al and Carl, two aimless 22 year-olds re-evaluating life with high school in the rear view. And then a weird thing happened: I kept writing more episodes, and slowly I started catching up to the characters in age. Today, Al and Carl are no longer twisted models of adulthood, but my peers, and I feel even closer to them as a result. I feel like we grew up together.
Today, Iām ending this chapter in the lives of both Al and Carl and myself. This will be the last Adventures Close to Home for the foreseeable future. Itās possible Iāll pick the story up again in time (I still have plenty of ideas), but it felt right to end it now. Iāve had this conclusion in mind for years, and it was time to put it to paper. As it stands, Iāve written 12 chapters and 73 pages of ACTH. They vary in quality, but Iām proud of them. Iām exploring the possibility of printing or publishing the series (under the title āAdventures Close to Home: Hold My Hair, I Think Iām Gonna Pukeā), but for now you can read all of them on my website at https://www.vomitparty.com/adventuresclosetohome.
Thank you to anyone who has ever read a page of this comic, whether you were following along or reading casually on social media. I hope this story connects with you and provides a couple of laughs.
The image below is the first time I ever drew Al and Carl, circa 2018. Iāve grown a lot as a person and an artist since then, and Iām still growing up. I like to think this story is a reminder that we all are.
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Alās Stain Shirt used to be Alās Good Shirt and then an Incident occurred.
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