A big part of comic
book culture is B.S. My weekly fix from my local comic's pusher is made all the
more worthwhile because we talk about what we read last week, what we're reading
this week, what we can't wait for next week and so on. What my mother would call, 'solving
the world's problems.'
Now, I love my LCS.
It's small, shaped like a shoebox and there's duct tape holding the
check-out counter together, but it is mine, sir. When I see pictures of comic book
cathedrals like Bergen Street Comics,
or hear the guys on Panel Culture
talk about hanging out at Paradise Comics
in Toronto, I get a little jealous. I can only imagine what Legend Comics in Omaha, Nebraska
must be like. How it must feel to hang out and bull-shit with Joe Patrick as he waxes philosophical about
Mark Waid; while nearby Matt Baum braises a cider-infused, grass-fed, 100%
pasture-raised pork shoulder and caramelizes onions
while simultaneously putting a steel-toed boot into the gut of some whiner who thinks there should even BE a Red She-Hulk. I'm sure this sort of thing happens all the time. Perchance to dream.
So, I have my LCS
with its well-curated, but smallish selection, so what. On the other hand, I
have the power of the internet. I have my old friend Seth whose blog posts and emails make
me want to keep writing and to continue to think about comics. I have the accredited
professional comic book blogger, Justin
Giampaoli who is always sixty-six steps ahead of me and who posts a score
of reviews for every one of mine. I'm a better person for following people like @aaronmeyers, @martgray, @colin_TBTAMC, the whole Panel Culture crew and the writers
of SEQART. Not to be forgotten, the
person who told me to start a blog in the first place, the Kickstarter superstar
Kelly Thompson.
Which
brings me to my colleagues at Comics
Bulletin, Danny Djeljosevic, Jason Sacks and, of course, Daniel Elkin. When Elkin invited me
to write about Wood and Kelly's Local
with him, it turned into the best B.S. session I’ve had in a long time. I am
forever in his debt and come hell or high water, we'll get to B.S. face-to-face,
over a bottle, couple of glasses and some ice. They have ice in hell, right? I've teamed up with Elkin again to
bring forth this: The Bulletproof Coffin: Disinterred. BC:D
doesn't get enough praise (I'm looking at you Two-Headed Nerd!). It's a tough comic book to recommend to someone because … well, where do you begin and how do
you describe it and not sound cracked? As you’ll read, I go right 'round the
bend by the end. What can I say? Hine and Kane make me want to create and maybe by the end, you'll will too.http://comicsbulletin.com/reviews/4681/miniseries-review-the-bulletproof-coffin-disinterred/
