This time on Cover Stories, where we judge a book by the first face it presents… Ani-Imo: Volume 1 Haruko Kurumatani Yen Press The spine White! White looks clean and stands out. It’s confident. The font choices are all cute and the colour scheme is pleasant. I love a very round font; it looks so comfortable!…
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Movies that Shaped Me: [Rec]
I was bullied by my grandmother into successfully watching my first horror movie. It was Scream, and when I got too scared and tried to leave, my Taiwanese grandma snapped at me, “SIT DOWN. It’s only a movie.” My cousins and grandma had always loved spooking me into crying with Hong Kong B horror, but…
Bone Street Rumba: Half Resurrection Blues by Daniel José Older
Half Resurrection Blues Daniel José Older Roc January 6 2015 Full disclosure: I am enthusiastic about the things I like. Being a fangirl is part of the reason why I love this WWAC gig. I went straight-smooth-serious into fanning hard for this book: I looked for the TV Tropes page; there was none yet, so…
I’m Loving Steven Universe
Once upon a time, a dear friend and cartoon animation buff recommended a new Cartoon Network show called Steven Universe. As one who was mostly ignorant of but eager to experience a new generation of cartoons, and having previously fallen head over heels for Adventure Time, Bee and Puppycat, and Gravity Falls thanks to this…
What We’re Playing: February
The winter chugs along, making staying inside gaming a better and better idea. Not that we need an excuse to spend the days rolling dice and wielding controllers. What are you all playing?
Mighty Marvel Monday
I return! Like a bad penny. Or Cassie Lang, because everyone agrees her death was basically fridging and stupid anyway. And now without further ado: This week(ish) in Marvel Above the Fold Probably the biggest headline, but just in case you missed it, Marvel and Sony have finally reached a joint custody agreement over Spider-Man,…
What Jonathan Jones Gets Wrong About Comics
…Pretty much everything. On the Guardian‘s Art and Design blog, art critic Jonathan Jones slammed the art of “the comic-book universe” for being “banal” and “lack[ing]…ambition and verve.” A reasonable criticism, if he’d given evidence to back it up. After all, many comics fans suffered through the epidemic of Greg Land SameFace Syndrome that swept…
Women As Superheroes: A Comic Drawing Workshop to Celebrate 40 Years of The Feminist Library
A free comic workshop led by artists Sally Jane Thompson, Rachael Smith, and Karen Rubins in London at The Feminist Library? I’d signed up faster than you can say sequential-art-salon-in-Southwark.
Review: 2000AD, Prog 1917
2000AD, Prog 1917 Writers: Various Artists: Various Rebellion Two stories come to an end in this week’s prog: one just in time, and one too soon. The former is “Ulysses Sweet, Maniac for Hire: Psycho-Therapist” (writer: Guy Adams; artists: Paul Marshall and Chris Blythe), which relied too heavily on flippant discussions of violence that were…
Con Diaries: Local Scenes, Balcony Views, and Why I’m a True Believer
Over this winter, Andy Oliver has been publishing State of the Small Press Nation, a look at the sudden abundance of cartoonist shows around Britain, wondering what that swell in numbers means–for the exhibitors and for the scene in general. It’s interesting stuff with views and experiences “from prominent small press creators to DIY culture…
Sad Metal Losers: Date Night With WWAC
If I’m going to spend Valentines apart from my sweetie, there has to be a reason for it. So let’s begin to weave this alternate reality. Spring 2015: WWAC launches Patreon campaign (spoiler: this is our reality, so get your wallet ready). Late 2015: WWAC explodes into cash-richness. Early 2016: I must travel to Japan,…
Rice, Spice, and Two Makes Nice: Date Night WIth WWAC
I’ve been on a total of ten dates in my life. Which might seem like a lot, but considering they were all with the same guy in my senior year of high school probably not. I don’t often date; actually I never date. But in the face of six feet of tall, bronzed, and red…
