Creative titles are overrated

So. I haven't written in a very long time. And there's a very important reason why.

First off, I didn't want to come in here after Franny has written some very well-composed, articulate pieces about very good indie comics and sound like "that guy" on comics forums, the asshole who rants about the most inane shit:





But that feeling quickly passed. I'm passionate about comics. When I'm passionate about something, I tend to swear like a sailor. And I still think dumb shit like the O RLY? owl is really, really funny. So fuck trying to be "academic" and "safe for work."

So the real reason I've been silent for so long? I got tired. I got really, really fucking tired of new comics. I'm tired of One Year Later, I'm tired of Infinite Crisis, and saddest of all, I'm really tired of 52 and I haven't even read a damn page of the thing.

That's what made me realize it. After I graduated from MSU earlier this month, I moved away from my beloved comics shop back to my parents' place in Saginaw. So I haven't read any new comics for over three weeks.

And, amazingly, I don't miss them at all. I've missed the first three issues of 52 and I couldn't care less.

I had way more fun reading old issues of Action Comics Weekly than I did reading most of what's come out in the past four months. And that's sad.

Seriously, people. In ten years 52 will be in exactly the same position Action Comics Weekly is now. Some of it is pretty good, some of it is eye-gougingly bad... and all of it will be in the quarter bin. So why freak out about it? I have so many other things I'd rather spend my energy on. Like playing World of Warcraft and doodling little pictures of Art Spiegelman getting sexually harassed by furries.

So! Here's to the old ones, the bad ones, the cracktastic ones. Here's to the issues in your longbox you'll love long after the latest crossover has been retconned out of existence.

For the first time in my life, I'm without my precious, mile-long pull list.

And it feels pretty good.