I made my first zine in 2006. I needed a holiday gift for my family, and they always enjoy drawings. So I stapled together some doodles from the margins of my college notes, and called it Moody Doodles. Since then I made a zine almost every year, emboldened by the over-sharing sensibilities of my favorite autobiographical comic artists. Most Decembers you can find me in the Eugene Public Library, high on espresso, listening to Animal Collective or Gastr Del Sol, whispering curses at the photocopier and coaxing my journal scribbles into something with narrative flow. These zine excerpts probably won't be readable on mobile phones, sorry. It works best as a print medium, but should display okay on a computer.