Every once in a while, Will decides just to say…well, I can’t really repeat what he decides to say, but I can paraphrase: “To hell with it.” Zezem’s outfit here (and let’s be honest, he looks like nothing so much as a Nazi mad scientist) is a perfect example of “To hell with it.” If he had told me that he wanted to put Zezem into a lab coat, I probably would have tried to veto him…but he didn’t tell me; he just did it, and now I think it’s awesome. (I also would have kept Hunter out of ninja gear waaaaaay back in Book One. Clearly, I’m not to be trusted.)
Man, I’m falling so far behind on my TV. The only things I’m caught up on are The Flash, because I refuse to miss any episodes of The Flash, and The Walking Dead, because my wife refuses to miss any episodes of The Walking Dead. (And that was a hell of a finale, I have to say. We were CONVINCED that…well, I should stop for those of you who haven’t yet watched.) My wife and I actually went into the DVR and dropped the bottom few rungs of our shows. Farewell The Blacklist, farewell Sleepy Hollow, farewell The Voice. (Yes, I watched The Voice. I even got teary-eyed a few times. Eat me.)
I’m trying both to do more reading and to make sure that the time I spend with my wife isn’t always in front of the TV. I felt like I had to jumpstart my reading for pleasure, so I went back to an old favorite: The Belgariad by David (and Leigh) Eddings. I just want to get back into the habit of reading, especially since I’m doing a lot of writing right now. I want more familiarity with the myriad ways experts can manipulate the written word. I want to be inspired. (I recently reread my latter two Parker graphic novels by Darwyn Cooke. If Hunter comes off as a bigger asshole than usual in upcoming pages, that’s probably why.)
By the way, I was recently asked by Fanboy Comics for my reflections on Back to the Future for its 30th anniversary. That ended up becoming a rather personal essay about cultural appropriation and how I came to understand what that means…and I hope not in a preachy, I-want-you-to-hate-this-movie kind of way. (I really don’t want you to hate it. I love it myself…I can just see one of its warts.) Please check it out, and check out their whole site. They’re friends of Hunter Black; we’ll be recording our third podcast with them in a few weeks.
By the way, whenever I’m being this long-winded in the blog, you know that there is other writing that I’m avoiding. So I need to get back to work.