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.

Meanwhile, having squeezed through an eyehole, Slim slithered far from the hospital to spread unpleasantness.

Safe from Slim and hospital care in the utilities closet, Gim made a speedy, albeit stiff, recovery.

Because Pim acquired siblings by division, Pim found Pimself to be in as dark a place as Slim.

Finding Slim particularly unpleasant they wrapped Slim thoroughly and restrained Slim tightly.

A passing nurse assumed it was Gim not Slim on the bed, who,deluded by pain, had shed the dressing.

For unbeknownst to Slim, Gim had shed the skin of bandages and slid into a utilities closet.

Slim sensed something unusual about Gim but couldn’t quite determine what it was.

And just as Pim left the grounds of the hospital another visitor turned up.

After leaving Gim, Pim lingered in the garden surrounding the hospital.

Pim was always happy to visit a sibling.