If all goes well, you’ll have this essential column in time to use all that store-credit, once you’ve returned the Christmas gifts that suck (some people just haven’t gotten hip to the fact that it’s the gift that counts).
300 is an example of the best this medium is capable of, and, in the face of overwhelmingly superior numbers of crap comics, it stands, brave as a Spartan.
Remember, it’s your Comic Book Store, they just own it, work there, and pay all the bills. But when you talk to them, you might not wanna harp on that stuff…
Considering how many consecutive columns I’ve found SuperHero-Team books a bore chore, it’s something when I find three books recently to be among my faves.
It’s easy to see why this woman won the Xeric award with her true people stories, subtle facial expressions, and a dating story so authentically excruciating.