Lynda Barry
Lynda Barry
Lynda Jean Barry is an American cartoonist and author...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionCartoonist
Date of Birth2 January 1956
CountryUnited States of America
song hate thinking
The radio was on and that was the first time I heard that song, the one I hate. Whenever I hear it all I can think of is that very day riding in the front seat with Lucy leaning against me and the smell of Juicy Fruit making me want to throw up. How can a song do that? Be like a net that catches a whole entire day, even a day whose guts you hate? You hear it and all of a sudden everything comes hanging back in front of you, all tangled up in that music.
enemy imaginary imaginary-friend
what is an imaginary friend? are there also imaginary enemies?
jesus praying
But when the thing that is scaring you is already Jesus, who are you supposed to pray to?
thinking people happened
People think that whatever I put into strips has happened to me in my life.
car feelings body
You know that great car-stomach feeling when you fly over a hump? That was my whole body.
giving-up real men
When you think about it, giving up your real personality is a small price to pay for the richness of living happily ever after with an actual man!
real knowing joy
The happy ending is hardly important, though we may be glad its there. The real joy is knowing that if you felt the trouble in the story, your kingdom isnt dead.
wall dark velvet
As I enter the small intestine I get squeezed by muscles. Its dark and the walls look like slimey crushed velvet theres pancreas juice on me help me I am disintigrating.
hate swear-to-god topics
In health we're doing the digestive system. We each got assigned a topic for an oral report. I got the small intestine. I swear to god I hate my life.
reflection people vampire
The histories of vampires and people are not so different, really. How many of us can honestly see our own reflection?
art book reading
The library was open for one hour after school let out. I hid there, looking at art books and reading poetry.
racism tree racist
The minute you understand racism, you're responsible for being racist. It's like eating from the tree of knowledge.
music singing sound
gospel singing ... is the rawest, sweetest, uninhibited and exquisite sounds a person can make or hear. It isn't music, it's an entire experience you feel and live. A sound to rise you up again.
cat clean
He's picked clean! Eaten by cats!