First off, does anyone know where Tadfield is supposed to be? Near London, in the middle of England, somewhere else? I tried figuring it out, but I have trouble with directions around my own city. Help? (It might be easier to just delete the metaphor, but I like it.)
Also, today I went out and bought the first issue of 1602.
I had to actually find it. I was surprised - I had expected the first comic store I went into to have flashing arrows or something leading to it, but I ended up having to go to a more obscure shop. Shrug.
Awesome comic, although I think that Kubert and Isanove had a hell of a lot to do with that. Oh, the writing is great, of course, but it was the pretty pictures that had me flipping back.
Now, normally I buy the graphic novels and TPBs (which tend to be a little more sturdy for when I need to cart them around or toss them in my bag), and I was rather annoyed at the price of the thing. More than six dollars! For a comic book. Hah. So I was obliged to buy the first Lucifer TPB while I was at it.
This makes perfect sense, if you're me. I've been telling myself for some time that 25 dollars for the equivalent of four issues was ridiculous. Still is, but more than six times four is twenty-five anyway so I had to buy both, or neither, or realize I was being contradictory. So the logical thing to do was spend a couple hours reading about gods and fallen angels, and I am nothing if not logical. Nods.
But I think my favorite pictures of An... er, of persons with wings are in 1602. Which says something really disturbing about me, I think.
Also, today I went out and bought the first issue of 1602.
I had to actually find it. I was surprised - I had expected the first comic store I went into to have flashing arrows or something leading to it, but I ended up having to go to a more obscure shop. Shrug.
Awesome comic, although I think that Kubert and Isanove had a hell of a lot to do with that. Oh, the writing is great, of course, but it was the pretty pictures that had me flipping back.
Now, normally I buy the graphic novels and TPBs (which tend to be a little more sturdy for when I need to cart them around or toss them in my bag), and I was rather annoyed at the price of the thing. More than six dollars! For a comic book. Hah. So I was obliged to buy the first Lucifer TPB while I was at it.
This makes perfect sense, if you're me. I've been telling myself for some time that 25 dollars for the equivalent of four issues was ridiculous. Still is, but more than six times four is twenty-five anyway so I had to buy both, or neither, or realize I was being contradictory. So the logical thing to do was spend a couple hours reading about gods and fallen angels, and I am nothing if not logical. Nods.
But I think my favorite pictures of An... er, of persons with wings are in 1602. Which says something really disturbing about me, I think.
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I'm more worried about the server getting annoyed with me than the copyright people, but the latter sounds more honourable, so I'll claim that.
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