E. Christopher Clark

This show—about a 30-year-old paperboy named Chris who still lived with his parents—may have single-handedly made me quit my early-90s paper route.

That said, after my wife and I fell behind on our mortgage in 2015, we moved into the upstairs of my parents house. So I ended up like Chris anyway.

a man with a beard is talking to another man in a movie . Alt: a man with a beard is talking to another man in a movie .

There was a period in my life where I quoted this bit from "Shakespeare in Love" constantly. I always said "I know not" instead of "I don't know" though, in order to sound more… something.

Progress Report | E. Christopher Clark Get more from E. Christopher Clark on Patreon

Here's a quick update on Ye Olde Comic Book to help me try and get back on weekly schedule.

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Welcome! Glad to see you here. Hoping more folks in power in MA will do the same.

Ah, good to know!

I'd love to hear more about how you use Ghost, in particular. I keep thinking about setting one up (especially given that it has integration with Patreon which I think I first learned about from your site).

Anatomy of a Panel | E. Christopher Clark Get more from E. Christopher Clark on Patreon

Just posted a deep dive into what goes into one panel of "The Blood of Seven Queens." Illustration, 3D models, Photoshop filters, and all kinds of crazy. Check it out. www.patreon.com/posts/anatom...

Theory: The person who wrote the day-by-day Dad Jokes calendar on my desk is pretty sure they're the smartest person in any room and that the rest of us are all incredibly dumb. That's why they bold the keywords in each joke, just so that we idiots don't miss the point.

This is one of my favorite bits of wisdom I've ever picked up from Merlin Mann. I use and share it all the time, though I'd forgotten the backstory behind where Merlin picked up the phrase.

yesssss!

I try to do this, but my commute is long and there are a lot of stoplights, so I inevitably fall back into bad habits. Like right now. (Dictating this. Pardon the typos.)

Coming soon: Blood of Seven Queens #6

Pre-launch page is live for my next Kickstarter. I feel like that's something I would say at this point if I were any good at marketing my stuff, so um, fake it till you make it? www.kickstarter.com/projects/ecc...

My younger daughter's best friend is named Willow. She's about 15-16, so there may be even more Willows coming!

Crazy thing I do in the car number 643: introduce songs on my playlist, as if I am still on the air on my college radio station.

87.9 FM WHAT, Bradford College RIP

eeyore from winnie the pooh has a red bow on its tail Alt: eeyore from winnie the pooh is trying out his tail after having it reattached by christopher robin

It was either Chuck or my spirit animal here. And if you've read (or heard me perform) my short story "Good Grief," then you know how much I love them both.

Yourself but as a cartoon character.

The saying goes that, "In order to write well, you must do two things: write a lot and read a lot."

I remember the latter when it comes to social media posts like this one—I read, read, read—but I keep forgetting the former. If I'm ever going to get better at this again, I need to do it more often.

Sorry to hear about the tech mishaps! My 2026 has been filled with anxiety but I did finish the sixth issue of my comic finally, so there’s that!

The day-by-day Dad Jokes calendar I got for Christmas needs an editor. The punishing power of a pun is all in the delivery.

When the kid asks "Dad, are you all right?" the correct response should be "No. I'm half right… and half left."

It should not be "No, I'm half left and half right."

2020 Academy of American Poets Prize On Learning to Dissect Fetal Pigs by Renée Nicole Macklin

i want back my rocking chairs,

solipsist sunsets,

& coastal jungle sounds that are tercets from cicadas and pentameter from the hairy legs of cockroaches.

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That's what I remember about him, too! We all old and stuff.

Those fingers did fine work, sir.

I got all 20. Do I win a prize? Maybe a mixed tape?

I've had younger folks—including, now, my own kids—telling me this for years. But, you know, I love comics, so maybe this was all I needed to really believe it.

Ooh, the kids table at a party like that?! Sign. Me. Up! Do we get crayons. Please tell me we get crayons.

Insert funny comment here about how the artist makes fantastic work and, like, be all like "I await each new piece with bated breath," except don't because I always forget if it's bated or baited (it's bated).

Arduous | E. Christopher Clark Get more from E. Christopher Clark on Patreon

My first proper comics update in months. For those who also share/sell their art on the interwebs, how long do you think is TOO long between updates? www.patreon.com/posts/arduou...

Same! I am cautiously optimistic.

Now, if we just imagined the doctor scoping around our insides blasting polyps like they're playing Doom, maybe that would make the whole ordeal a little easier.

This is gorgeous. I love the whole thing, but there's something absolutely haunting and beautiful about the expression on the face of the shorter figure.