By day, I’m an English teacher at a high school in Maine. By night, I’m a comic book junkie. Not many people appreciate the literature of comics and, more often than not, they’re dismissed as childish. I disagree. Comics can do so much – they can be social commentary, pure fantasy, visual stimuli or pure trash for the sake of being pure trash. But that doesn’t diminish their importance. I try to share this love of comics with my students and they either humor me, appreciate my silliness, or share their own love of something similar: movies, videogames, art or even – rarely – literature. But I love my job and I love my students. Make no mistake: I am a very happy teacher.
As an avid reader, I hope one day to eventually write for a living – as is the hope of most English teachers. But for now, I enjoy reading comics and sharing my insights on them. My lens, as a reviewer, deals with story and dialogue. I get hung up on cliches, poor story construction and unrealistic character actions. My goal, as a reviewer, is to share stories I think people should read, and ones people should avoid. But no one, not even I, can tell you what you like. So take my reviews as suggestions rather than gospel.
To sum up my stance on life, I turn to Homer Simpson, and the greatest thing he has ever said: “Lisa, if you don’t like your job, you don’t go on strike. You just go in every day and do it really half-assed. That’s the American way!”