Suzie Tremblar Summons the Goblin King

Like any girl who was young in the 80s, my adolescent years were spent basically wanting to be Jennifer Connelly in Labyrinth. Now my fondest fantasies about Jareth no longer involve living with him in his castle beyond the Goblin City.

Credit for this comic rightfully belongs to my best friend and fellow Labyrinth fanatic Michiko, who made this suggestion after I’d complained too many times about never having the time to get a haircut.

So this is dedicated to her along with our fellow besties Roma, Almira and Rhea who could all recite “Through dangers untold and hardships unnumbered,” by heart.

The Great Werdini

The bags under Suzie’s and Pieter’s eyes are going to become a permanent feature.

Eye of the Beholder

I should probably explain that Werner only turns into a werewolf whenever he falls asleep or throws a tantrum.

Werner Most Wonderful
Suzie and Pieter welcome a new member to their family, Werner Tremblar-Ding.

The Frenzied Fetus

If you follow me on Twitter, the jig was probably way up several months ago. Also, I kinda alluded to this with the whole ‘Wereling’ thing.

“Write what you know,” as the old adage goes. Its also a convenient excuse for me to blur the lines between reality and the world of the Tremblars. Apart from the kicking, what they don’t tell you is that being pregnant magnifies certain personality traits - like being a klutz. So I had to use way more white-out on these pages than usual. Also bending over a drafting table when you’re about to go into labour any day now is not the most comfortable thing, so the third update could stay as pencils. We’ll see.

Wife Vs. Bed

Its been a while but I’ve got two updates hot off the scanner, including this one. The next strip should go some ways to explaining why I haven’t been posting as often as I should.

The Curse of the Were-Pieter

I’m willing to bet that the world has been saved from abject domination by a timely-placed slap or two. But seriously, if you take away the physical violence this is pretty much what passes for conversation in the Tremblar-Ding household.

Bonus: In case you’re wondering what a Wereling (a.k.a. your future overlord) would look like - especially one that inherited Suzie’s baby dungarees and love of chocolate milk - here’s a little sketch.

The Sexy Prince

The first time I saw this poster I blurted out, “Not so Petit Prince then, eh?” 

It really isn’t THAT explicit, but it’s just jarring to see something that had a special, hallowed place in your childhood sexed up for public consumption - as I’m sure this guy found out.

However Montréalers are pretty blasé about this sort of thing. I don’t think anyone ever covered their kids’ eyes, much less blink when the David Beckham H&M ads were plastered all over the Metro.

Some notes:

• What the Little Prince’s Fox would have looked like in real life
• Here’s the fine photo I used as a reference for the Metro station 
• Kate Beaton on David Beckham’s…balls.

The Ballad of Pieter and Suzie: A St. Patrick’s Day story

I must be on some kind of roll because this is the second comic I’ve done that mentions a dude with a shepherd’s crook and pointy hat. Anyway, this strip is a little late for St. Patrick’s Day so I had to bring it out on April Fools’.

So happy anniversary to “Pieter” - just one year shy of being together for a decade.

Some notes:

• I took some liberties as usual. The trip was up and down to Rotovegas (err, I mean Rotorua) not Cape Reinga.
• Auckland nightlife has changed a LOT in almost ten years - probably as a direct result of one too many people being hurled into dumpsters.
• Yes, Suzie finds nothing sexier than a responsible driver who has a decent chance of winning this competition.
• People look the same to me whether they’re kissing or whistling - I call this Groo Face.

Suzie Tremblar is Late to the Cloakie Party

Ah the perils of being a late adopter! Another short comic to make up for the recent lack of updates.

Like I said in Hash Wednesday, this is a break from the longer, more serious comics I’ve been doing. So yuk it up because its going to take a turn toward the bleak as we revisit Suzie’s mom Teresa two strips from now.

If you’re wondering who Sinterklaas is, he’s the Dutch St. Nicholas and the original Santa Claus.