Friday, April 6, 2012
Oscar Wao and the X-Men
Also, I have to ask: What is so bad about a happy ending? Huh?!
So, I'm putting aside reading for a while.
For those that know me, this is like a crack addict saying a single bad rock put him off crack. Or ... some other analogy that I'm too depressed to think about right now.
For those that don't know me, just know this: This is a huge undertaking for me. What am I going to spend my down-time on? My commute time? What am I going to waste time doing instead of writing my own terrible novel, like I should be? If reading were my heroin, I needed a methadone.
Then it struck me (maybe even partially because "Oscar Wao" included some references to them - finding the silver lining!): There is almost 50 years of X-Men comics. Fifty glorious years of things that are NOT serious literature. Fifty years of mindless mutant-fighting. Fifty years of soap opera with claws and laser beams and kitten prides and Magnetos.
Pure escapism. I was sold.
So this is notice to the world: I'm going to attempt to work my way through ALL issues of the X-Men. ALL of them. All cross-overs, one-offs, spin-offs, limited runs, the works! Anything that is canonical will be read.
I'll try and blog about it, too, but we'll see how that goes!
See you in 50 years. Excelsior!