I woke up this morning thinking it was going to be a productive day. When I woke up for a second time at 6pm, I realized it wasn't. But I didn't mind too much, because at some point I just want to be a hermit, and do nothing more with my day than maybe lazily finish a book and make some beans and rice for dinner.
Of course, this doesn't make for a very interesting blog post, but there you go. I did finally get my ass out the door to go comic book shopping the other day. For research purposes only, you understand. If I'm going to be writing a zombie comic, I have to know what else is out there. And there's A LOT out there. I've been reading The Walking Dead off and on for the past while, but something about that book has never sat well with me. I liked the gore, but always ended up feeling as if it was discount Romero without his occasional attempts at progressive politics. But I was surprised at how many other series and graphic novels there were, from Wormwood: Gentleman Corpse to Remains. I picked up Warren Ellis' Crossed, but now I'm thinking the whole zombie genre thing has itself become a zombie. Shambling, cannibalistic... maybe I should lead the rebirth of mummies in horror comics.
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