In keeping with yesterday's blather, yes I read a lot. Too much sometimes. And one of the necessary evils of this regimen is, of course, comics. Since I re-picked up the writing itch four years ago I've developed a new found respect for comics and the challenges of creating a panel-driven narrative. Sure, a lot has been said about those in the crime fiction world who straddle the realm...and good on them...chances are if you read this blog you're already well-briefed. For slips and squiggles on the slide, I'm trying my hand at it with an old friend who's got some serious Marvelesque chops. It's harder than you think. Baby steps. As for my own comic tastes, these days I drift toward Air, Daytripper, Scalped (of course) Criminal (of course), Chew, Choker, Nemesis, Stumptown, everything Warren Ellis writes (Go, Captain Swing!), and now I'm really drawn into the featured fractured "dead boy" universe (above left) of JOE THE BARBARIAN. Joe is my kind of hero.Geek Update: Hit the nerd bin at lunch and discovered...Codebreakers and Turf. WOW!