Go figure the first post I make in 2015 will deal about books—namely comic books. I’ll try to make this post about Jenny, too. About how I wish she were sitting next to me at the moment, playing with my hair as I type these words. I started a journal for Jenny. Handwritten, of course. I bought a pack of recycled-paper journals at Barnes the day after Christmas for the sole reason of filling one up for her. This plus my personal journal has kept me busy these last few days. I just hope I’m finished with hers in time to send it as a Valentine’s present. The only thing I fear is that I’ll become redundant on the page. What better way than…