My biggest problem as a fortysomething comic book collector is that I don't have time to read the damn books. You'd think I would -- after all, these aren't novels -- yet I repeatedly find myself with a six-month backlog of comics.
The Unspeakable Oath is conducting a subscription drive. The goal of the drive is to get some cash into the magazine's coffers so they can continue publishing their ode to Call of Cthulhu and Lovecraftian gaming. The drive is organized into tiers; at 150 subscribers folks get the Delta Green short story "Down on the Delta" by Adam Scott Glancy.
For the first time since high school I may actually finish my summer reading list, or at least hit the 90% mark. Of the 17 novels, graphic novels, and audio books on my 2013 reading list, I've completed 14.
My Summer 2013 Reading List, like 2012 before it, is a space opera/military SF heavy list. I keep waiting get tired of space opera -- after all, this particular jags been going on for several years now -- but instead I find myself seeking out new books in the genre. That's not to say I'm not branching out at all; I have a smattering of fantasy novels in the list, and my graphic novel segment nicely covers horror, but at the end of the day starships battling one another for galactic dominance rule my list.
Summer is coming. You'd never know it based on the cold, rainy, and generally miserable weather we've been having in Easton, but the area's finally greened up and warmer weather is on the wind. With June only days away I'm now scrambling to come up with my summer reading list. So far the list looks a lot like last summer's list, with three sequels to books I read last summer.
I love comics. I could spend every Saturday afternoon reading them... but I can't afford to do that. With titles running $2.99 to $3.99 a piece, I can only keep up with my core X-Men titles. If there's a major comic event (and there's always a major event) I might pick up an extra book or three, but I could never afford to read the whole thing.