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.

Ukifune had left her stool to sell cookies to a couple from Varanasi, in Lansing for their honeymoon. Left alone with her computer the Well-Dressed Albatross came upon an intriguing website.

The Well-Dressed Albatross arrived in Lansing by mistake, having confused the departure gate with a Strasbourg flight to visit his Uncle Thrale. He was delighted to run into Ukifune who introduced him to the world of digital interaction.

Disconcerted by his experience on the riverbank, Clive proceeded to a local diner where he ingurgitated a 24 egg omelette and then looked up to discover Pim and Bim seated beside him.

Lingering casually on the Grand River trail, Clive discovered he was not the first fugitive to seek anonymity in Lansing.

Now on the lam, Clive looked for a place where no one who knew him would be. After consulting atlases, statistics, and travel brochures, he made a beeline for Lansing, Michigan.

The success of her screenwriting class meant that Ukifune had earned enough money for a vacation. She’d always had a yen to see the bridges in and around Lansing, Michigan.

Clive returned to his school of mathematics to discover it had been repossessed by Pim and Bim (who weren’t entirely aware they’d donated it to Clive.)

Thanks to the success of the film, Ukifune had no trouble recruiting students for her screenwriting workshop, which she ran in a location redolent of the movies her students so wanted to emulate. Veterans in the art deemed Ukifune wise beyond her years.

Seeing no need for a creature of Clive’s scale to occupy prison real-estate he was transported to a zoo in Guanajuato. However, having been serviced with contaminated engine lubricant, the truck exploded, leaving only Clive alive. Indeed unscathed.