Every few years I try again to read comics, and every time it doesn’t work. Something about the mix of visuals and text won't let me fall into it the way I can with a purely text-based story. I am always, always aware I'm reading a work of fiction: I never lose myself. It's frustrating, because I'd like to enjoy them. My husband says you have to take your time and study the art in each panel as well as reading the text—which I know, I've tried to do it, but it just doesn't work for my brain.
I always liked Calvin and Hobbes and Bloom County, though. But they don't really count as comic books; they're comic strips. Different, right? Sort of?
I also have the nagging feeling that I ought to be reading more Great Books, but instead I'm reading a lot of fan fiction, mostly about the Avengers. There are two times every day when I can read uninterrupted: on my lunch hour at work and after my toddler goes to bed. So I suppose it's not surprising that I'm reading short stories instead of novels most of the time. Easier to put down when duty calls.
I read a few books this summer, though. All of them were new to me. I'm more likely to revisit comfort books in the fall and winter, now that I think about it. (I just re-read Gaudy Night because I had a long plane ride I could devote to it. How I love that novel!)
This summer I read:
The Pride Of Chanur / C.J. Cherryh
The Steel Seraglio / Mike Carey et al
Deadlocked / Charlaine Harris
Code Name Verity / Elizabeth Wein
Hex Appeal / P. N. Elrod
Captain Vorpatril's Alliance (e-book) / Lois McMaster Bujold
Silence / Michelle Sagara
Shadow Ops: Control Point / Myke Cole
Dreamsnake / Vonda McIntyre
Crucible of Gold / Naomi Novik
Echoes of Betrayal: Paladin's Legacy / Elizabeth Moon
Kings of the North: Paladin's Legacy / Elizabeth Moon
Raven Calls (latest in The Walker Papers series) / C.E. Murphy
Fair Game (latest in the Alpha and Omega series) / Patricia Briggs
I haven't the energy or time to write about all of these, but I do want to say that Code Name Verity haunted me for weeks. I thought about it often, like pressing on a bruise. I mean that in a good way! I highly recommend it.
My dreams lately have been vivid and wild. A few nights ago I was living through an Inception-like dream where everyone was trying to kill me (including Joseph Gordon-Levitt, armed with a machine gun). I was trying to hide under a picnic table bench, but I knew that wouldn't work for long, so I rolled out, manifested my own machine gun, and started shooting the people who were coming for me. Like Avada Kedavra, though, it only worked when I really meant it—if I didn't, no bullets came out of the gun. And I guess my brain really doesn't want me to shoot Joseph Gordon-Levitt. Ha.
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