Lynda Barry

I adore this book tremendously. Barry is such a genius for writing about child/teenhood, in particular, and she has simultaneously a huge amount of tenderness for her characters and a clear-eyed refusal to pull punches. This is an incredibly dark, funny, overwhelming novel.

3.5. Some very good things, some boring things, a couple artists whose work I hadn't heard of before but enjoyed a lot.

This is basically a step-by-step guide to the class Barry teaches about making comics. You don't have to be good at drawing, and in fact, Barry has a special fondness for people who think they cannot draw.

I borrowed this book from the library, but there's a lot of information and instructions here, so I ended up buying a copy for myself. Will definitely be re-visiting this for ideas and drawing practice.

Definitely Barry's weirdest book that I've read and probably the most depressing. A 4 star read but I'm annoyed that the previously unpublished strips were sequestered at the end instead of being part of the original narrative.