My comics-reading stops as quickly as it started
Nothing sophisticated here. If you’re looking for deep thoughts or heavy philosophizing, you’ll get that in my next blog post.
Sometimes someone says it just right
In a couple of recent posts, I made some lengthy statements about marketing and media. I just heard Bill Maher say something that succinctly captures my viewpoint:"Television is not a medium of entertainment [anymore]. It's a medium of advertising that occasionally entertains."I don't agree with everything Bill Maher says, especially about religion, but I whole-heartedly concur with…
Kal-El and me
… or "The rise and fall of comic books in my life."
I became a comic-book fan when I was about seven years old. My weekly allowance was a quarter; for that amount of money I could buy two (yes, two!) comics and still have a penny change.
On science fiction and sci-fi
I must be one of the few Wiccans who’s blogging on this day, yet is not discussing Samhain. I’ve read some other Samhain-related blog posts, and found that those commentators spoke far more eloquently on the subject that I could. I have a spare hour, so instead I’m writing on another topic that interests me.
I grew up on science fiction. The first science-fiction book I ever read was The Wonderful Flight to the Mushroom Planet by Eleanor Cameron; it was given to me by my third-grade teacher. I’ve been a reader of science fiction ever since.
I reached adolescence on fantasy. I don’t recall the first "fantasy" novel I read per se, but I remember the first fantasy work of any significance to me: The Lord of the Rings by J. R. R. Tolkien. I don’t remember who first recommended the work to me, but I remember reading it when I was 14. I’ve been a reader of fantasy ever since.
“Somewhere in Time”
I just saw the movie "Somewhere in Time" (with Christopher Reeve and Jane Seymour). I rented it because I'd heard that men cry at the ending. I was curious to see if that was true. Yep, it is. *Sniff*