How This Blog Germinated

The idea for this blog has been festering inside the deviant mind of a graphic novel addict since late 2009. The addict scoured the earth far and wide to collect all kinds of graphic novels - fat and wide, tall and sharp, dark and witty, ironic and tragic, accurate and stylish. Once they fell into his hands, he would sneak into his cupboard under the stairs and devour them one by one by the light of the silver moon. One day he realised that his passion for graphic novels must be shared with the world. He must catalogue and review them all for the benefit of mankind and fend off the ever increasing malaise of supero comics. Five days into this quest he was never heard from again. Now some loser has started this review blog.

My Hidden Agenda

Quite often when we are not good at something, we desperately yearn to improve. For me, this is less a desire and more a need. I am not a good writer, but I find writing to be the one of the modes of output required to make myself feel better. I often generate so many thoughts in my head that it feels like a washing machine filling up with lint. Eventually it needs a good cleanout. And by god when those thoughts finally find their release, I feel like how Frodo must have felt hurling that ring into the fiery depths of Mount Doom. Finally the voices have stopped.

And thats what separates good writing from the bad. My words here resemble vomit. A good writers words resemble the culmination of a 4 hour rstaurant challenge on MasterChef. I want to be that MasterChef contestant. I want to finally rid my mouth of the taste of vomit. And as anyone does in a fit of blind optimism, i convinced myself that practice makes perfect. And that my friends is why i created this blog. I am writing to improve my writing. And in that process (if i haven’t lost you yet) you have become my guinea pigs, and I have become your torturer, your cat.