Pile o’ comics
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Some of the stuff I’ve been reading in the past few months and/or have in the TBR pile:
Grease Monkey
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There’s an excerpt of Tim Eldred’s Grease Monkey 2 in Heliotrope. The first volume’s a lot of fun (and at no point is it necessary to explain what Rorschach’s doing, which might be a selling point for the comics fan with small children). You should pick one up when the softcover comes out, or ask Tim for one of the remaining hardcovers. (As of AWA in September, less than twenty-five pounds of hardcovers remain.) He’s a great guy, and I bet he’ll be happy to dig into his stash for you.
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“Each baby is issued a magic-endowed Ancestral Sword at birth”
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Important lessons about diversity, as imparted by superhero comics.
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When municipalities get a little punchy…
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…the results are delightful. See the City of Bryan’s Drinking Water Quality Report.
Non-review round-up
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I used to try to write reviews regularly. I hated it. Nonfiction takes forever, even when it’s a review rather than criticism. (Yes, there’s a difference. No, I’ve never written anything I consider to be criticism.) But a quick opinion, and maybe a random tangent? I can manage that. Welcome to Web 2.0.
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Oh, Dark Horse, you are so cruel
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I am myopic. I know I am myopic. I am so myopic that even with corrective lenses I can never really get true 20/20 vision. I am okay with this, because my vision is adequately corrected and if I can’t see small things at a great distance, it’s not going to negatively impact my day to day survival. It’s not like I aspired to be a sharpshooter.
I do not particularly enjoy it, however, when my nose is rubbed in my myopia. Larry—a computer geek who grew up reading after lights out—occasionally complains that he now only has 20/20 vision, because his eyes have gotten worse in the past couple years. I have refrained from scratching out those highly functional eyes.
Thus bringing me to Dark Horse, specifically their edition of Samurai Executioner in the original format. The books are small and thick (no problem there) with black and white interiors (also just dandy). But the writing is so tiny. Not only that, but evidently the Japanese characters took up more space than the English translation, because those tiny, tiny words are surrounded by a ton of white space. White space that could be used to make the letters bigger. They do it just to taunt me.
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Retail therapy
Some women buy shoes. I buy books.
This is a good thing. Books are cheaper and take up less space. Larry cannot wear my shoes, but he can read my books. Kiko has historically found shoes much more tasty than books.
From time to time I go poking around for new small press markets and order copies. It’s been a while since the last time I did so, which of course means some markets have died and others cropped up. A few weeks ago I got the latest Andromeda Spaceways (admittedly they’ve been around long enough that I’d read an earlier issue), and this weekend read the second issue of GrendelSong. There are a few others I want to check out as well—Aeon and Farthing leap to mind. As an adult I have completely lost the ability to Keep Up With Subscriptions, and instead of improving my leisure time management skills I simply avoid subscriptions. In addition to early 90s Analog, Asimov’s, and F&SF, the powder room has one of a lot of magazines. (Really must work on time management.)
The King Never Dies arrived today. Jigsaw Men was a lot of fun, so I expect this one will be a good read, too. The folks at Shocklines threw in a couple extra books (Toybox and Shadow Twin) about which I know nothing, so my TBR pile is even higher. Hurray! Also en route (or soon to be en route) are more issues of Samurai Executioner, the latest Y, and The Damned. I have a very soft spot for Little Bunny Cthulhu, and I’m curious to see what Cullen Bunn does with the graphic novel format.
I went ahead and ordered the balance of the Fafhrd and Gray Mouser books, which have been my breakfast, lunch, and waiting room reading material of choice lately. I made sure to get older editions—there’s just something very, very wrong with the DH Press trade paperback with the caduceus-type thing, and even the 90s White Wolf editions start to feel a little pretentious. Really, if it’s sword and sorcery it ought to have one of those covers, with an illustration that boldly declares its genre in a manner that would embarrass anyone except a veteran fantasy reader. I am also hopeful that the pages will be yellowed. I’m not actually a bibliophile in the sense of really caring about which edition of a book I own; I don’t even demand that series books match one another. But even if I do not insist upon a certain aesthetic, I do develop preferences; and if it is just as easy to click on the preferred edition as a less appealing one, well then. I love how the web has rewarded—or at least enabled—laziness.