When we got home from our Hawaiian vacation I found among the drift of election mailers a package from my brother. He picked up a copy of the first number of the new Houghton Mifflin "Best" series, The Best American Comics. I guess he went to some bookstore event as he got a few contributors to sign the book. Series editor, Anne Elizabeth Moore even writes, "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! You've always been so wonderful." and includes a little heart next to her initials. Aw. She's right. But how could she know?
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She's brilliant in some ways, not so sharp in others. She apparently argued against doing the series. Didn't think a "best of" comics would be a good (successful) project. Thankfully she was wrong. They've gone back for a second printing after selling out the first 20 thousand. (Or maybe it was 50 thousand. 50,000 sounds better but I can't be sure about it.)
I showed up because I know David Lasky, he of the one page contribution. I didn't really think about who else might be there.
I don't think I've actually read any of Harvey Pekar's work. Other than what's in that book. How could I not have read Harvey Pekar?
Hmm. I haven't read Proust or Joyce either. Apparently I am uncultured.
Cheers!
My word verification for this entry is "ozjrk". I'm sure that's significant.
You never read any American Splendor? Dude!
Didn't you have to read "Araby" in high school? I remember I hated it and hated the essay I had to write for it and Mom actually talked to the English teacher because ... I forget ... because I never wanted to go to school again? Something like that.
Well I've read it now. It's online. It seems vaguely familiar, like a story I might have read in Shecklin's class. Reading and analysing such a story is why I avoided the A track classes as much as possible. Nothing wrong with story but where are the cosmic horrors, the faithful sidekicks, the wonder and the joy?
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