Binge reading graphic novels these days. After City of Silence and the last Preacher book I finished Mark Millar’s ultra-violent Nemesis last night… and today I couldn’t seem to figure out what to read next, and I’m growing restless and agitated and really stressed out thinking about this. Likely candidate is Outcast vol. 1, but part of me also wants to read X-Men Noir: Mark of Cain very much, while another part wants Promethea, and then another The Joker, and then another… you get the drift.
I tell myself: They’re just graphic novels, for fuck’s sake. Why am I handling it as if it’s a matter of life and death?
Meanwhile, seems like 2017 will be the year graphic novels will really slug it out with books/ebooks for my attention. Oh well…
Playlist: Therapy? – High Anxiety