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Monday, June 27, 2005
Save me, Gerry Conway!

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Let us now praise Justice League #200. Well, I'll praise it anyway. See, I've found out lately that any work you do, even if it's something you love, will end up giving you that "work" feeling where you have to convince yourself to start finishing tasks even though you’re not in the mood to do them.

I'm talking about being a critic, this time for comics (really the lowest rung on the critic ladder. I'm sure cooking utensil critics are laughing at me right now). Never can I truthfully say I regretted saying yes to either of the people I review comics for. The fact that I sometimes get paid to do something in the comics industry is a Hell lot better than other ways I can make money. Still, it is work and it can feel like work. I get a lot of comics for free (which is totally awesome) but it's a weird feeling where everything I read I have to then write about. I have to write why something works, why something doesn't work. I find this helpful in a lot of ways but I sometimes wonder if I'm doing a disservice to the books I'm reviewing and/or a disservice to my reading experience. There's something great about just enjoying a book and leaving it alone, knowing that you've liked it for your own reasons and never have to explain why. There's even a sense of mystery, maybe you’ve enjoyed a book and can't completely articulate why. You know what's wrong with that? Nothing.

That's where Mike comes in. I tell the man yesterday that I'm tired of comics, or at least tired of the feeling that everything I read I have to critique in some way or another. I demanded something "old and stupid" and this is what the Progressive one bestowed upon me. I won't even tell you a damn thing about the book (other than that you can't go wrong with Gil Kane and Brian Bolland between the same covers). Anyway, Mikester himself goes over the book at his place. It was just great to read something and put it down.

I hope I don't come off as whining about my current situation. There's not a lot of things that aren’t going good in my life right now, but the fact that I write for The Comics Journal and Comic Book Galaxy are two of the few high points. I love doing this. If I sometimes get a feeling of being burnt out from comics at the end of the week all I have to do is remind myself how lucky I am to even have this position and I get right back to the word processor.

Reviewing comics is great but it only works if you're willing to give yourself some Justice League anniversary issue goodness once in a while. Just don't make a habit of it, reading too much of this stuff will knock your critical abilities right to the ground. I mean the dialogue on page 21…

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