I somehow caught up on projects last night after class and felt the slightest bit free since a professor had mercifully moved a huge exam to next week, so I curled up in bed to read my favorite parts of Blankets before drifting to sleep. Inevitably, I leafed through nearly every one of the gorgeous 600 pages and was shocked back to reality when I glanced over at the clock on the nightstand. I was never into comics as a kid; in fact, the only comic books I can remember owning were this adaptation of The Muppets Take Manhattan (Oh my gosh--merely looking at the cover brought back so many childhood memories just now) and these bizarre Christian comics that I guess my parents picked up somewhere (Michael! They're now available to read online! Our childhood on the computer screen! Now everyone will know how Hansi was wrong to love the Swastika.)
Thankfully, Blankets' author Craig Thompson gave up his initial idea of drawing Christian comics and instead created some of the best told and illustrated graphic novels I've ever read. The only downside is it takes years for a new one to come out, but I guess I can't complain if I stop to imagine how much time it must take to even draw a single page.
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This blog is getting a little too personal. I could kill you, Preach. Now go make your bed and try not to think of throw-up on the bedspread.
Kids are sick. But wasn't the stain on that framed stitched picture, though?
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