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I've always admired creators who end their stories on a high note, and the last thing I wanted was to drag
Robot Friday into irrelevance and I also didn't want the comic to fizzle out with half-hearted updates or the dreaded slow fade into sporadic posts that eventually just stopped.
Robot Friday deserved a proper ending - one that made sense in the story and felt meaningful to both the characters and the readers.
Turns out crafting a heartfelt, meaningful finale in a comic filled with self-deprecation and dad jokes is no easy feat. But, as I had always done with
Robot Friday, I just kept writing-until, eventually, a storyline began to take shape. And that's when the sadness set in.
Planning to end something you've spent nearly a decade pouring your heart into is one thing - actually doing it is another. As I approached those final strips, melancholy and self-reflection crept in.
I thought about all the good
Robot Friday had brought into my life - the people who inspired the characters, the friendships it had fostered, and the lessons it had taught me. Over time, the characters themselves had become real to me and the idea of never drawing their faces again felt like saying goodbye to cherished friends.