Comic Books
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A Letter to Zack Synder
Dear Zack Synder, There were doubts when the first trailer for The Man of Steel debuted. You were the director of Watchmen, which I liked. But you were also the director of the zombie abomination remake, Dawn of the Dead. 300 was too homoerotic even for me (and I love me some good homoeroticism), and, Continue reading
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The Collection of the Gently Mad
The first collection I recall keeping consisted of my baby teeth. I kept them inside a small glass jar which I tucked away in a drawer. Most children placed their fallen teeth beneath their pillows. I did this once and the Tooth Fairy left me some money. She also left my tooth behind. Into the Continue reading
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A Post about Jenny, Issues with Heavy Ink, and Deep State
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. Continue reading
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Before Watchmen
A few years ago, DC Comics tried to strike a deal with Alan Moore. They were willing to revert the rights to Watchmen back to its creator if Moore agreed to write “some dopey prequels and sequels.” Moore, of course, declined the offer. DC Comics went ahead with the dopey prequels, dubbing the titles Before Continue reading
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Batman: Knightfall Vol. 1
Back in the early 1990s, I started reading comic books. My mom would buy whatever issue I wanted from the local grocery store. I wasn’t an avid collector. Direct edition or direct sales or direct whatever wasn’t top priority. Story arcs were prominent during those early days of my comic book appreciation. In 1992, the Continue reading
Chapin City Blues 