On entering the house the Well-Dressed Albatross solved the problem of the labyrinth by flying above it.
Pim Comic Strip
How I came to write Pim
People often ask how I came to write Pim. It seems like a thousand years since I discovered Pim, or that Pim
discovered me. Thankfully I kept detailed notes and saved photos from that time. While I can’t swear to the
absolute accuracy of what you are about to read, I have done my best to capture the essence of how Pim entered my life.
Lost in the maze of Slim’s own making, Slim railed against the map, also of Slim’s own making.
With a loud POCK the string thing Pim had been pulling on came free and turned out to be Gim.
Pim pulled. Bim watched. Slim neared.
Having traveled the labyrinth happily for some hours, Pim and Bim discovered a cordlike thing dangling from an aperture in the cinderblock.
Though not exactly invited, the Well-Dressed Albatross located the Pim, Bim, Slim and Gim house with the help of a recently purchased GPS.
Arriving home before Pim and Bim, Slim had built an elaborate cinderblock labyrinth in which his siblings might be lost for days.
Saddened by the destroyed city Pim and Bim went back to their house, one they’d left so long ago it seemed to belong to another lifetime.
The proprietor walked without purpose across a wasteland, ruminating upon that which he had lost.
When the fire had spent itself and ash begun to settle, Gim alone was left to tell the tale.
