The other day, my mom, who was visiting from Kansas, bought me a blender for smoothie related purposes. (Thanks mom!) When we brought it home, my roommate insisted that he had a blender, had owned one for months, and this new one was unnecessary. We gave it a look, of course, and my suspicions were quickly confirmed: There was no such blender in the apartment. My roommate was clearly suffering from Phantom Blender Syndrome, or PBS.
Phantom Blender Syndrome isn’t talked about much, despite the fact that as many as one in seven Americans suffer from it. Don’t believe me? Do you own a blender? Are you really sure about it? Why don’t you go check? Go ahead, I can wait.
Behold, the inevitable hiatus of the low level blog! Shall I return, or shall I recede into the depths of the internet, like so many blogs before me?
Actually, I’ll probably still post here and there. The main thing I’m doing is ending my weekly pull review and probably my weekly reading list as well. They take up tons of my time that could be spent on working on my actual fiction writing. Plus, I’ve started jogging, I’m working full time again, and I’ve just got somewhat tired of it for now. When’s the last time I’ve worked on my board game? Almost a year ago? Blah. Nope. I’m trying to read more nonfiction, too. I need to actually work on my projects for a while, instead of talking about other people’s projects. (Or awards drama.) I’ll be back, but when I do return, I’ll be taking this blog in a bit of a different direction.
Tibera is a stolen world. Five centuries ago, seven gods, tired of sharing their worlds with others, conspired to fashion their own world. They severed parts of other worlds, reforging and reassembling them into a world all their own at the farther ends of the multiverse, hiding it from any other gods. The souls of Tiberan dead are treated as currency by the gods.
The clouds of Tibera are like no others in the multiverse- each of them reflects the assorted afterlives ruled by the seven gods. If you look up on a cloudy day, you might see sculpted on the bottom of the clouds any of the assorted hells, heavens, or other afterlives of the Seven, with buildings, landscapes, and souls of the dead hanging above you.
This is, to say the least, an astonishingly large amount of comics this week, at least compared to what I have been getting in my pull of late.
Saga #27- Image
Saga, of course, takes top billing. Brian K. Vaughan and Fiona Staples abandon the triptych format of the last few issues for an issue that just buckles down on Marko- and it’s a doozy. Marko spends the issue tripping balls on a bad batch of fadeaway, and Prince Robot and Ghus are trying to figure out a way to pull Marko and Yuma out of their overdosed state. This issue really provides a sense of catharsis for much of the tension that built up over the last arc. The rest of the family getting kidnapped, though providing a slam dunk cliffhanger ending for the last arc, nonetheless really failed to provide emotional closure for Marco, and Saga has been building towards this issue for a while now. Both Marko and the story have a much stronger sense of direction now. Since it’s already one of the single best comics coming out, well… If you’ll excuse me, I’m going to fanboy out for a little bit.
ODY-C #4- Image
Saga and ODY-C in one week? Fuck yes. Odyssia and her crew have to escape from the cyclops’ den, and the comic gets more than appropriately visceral in the most literal sense this outing, leading eventually, to, well… some windy conditions. (Hah. Sorry. I couldn’t help myself.) Matt Fraction and Christian Ward are really getting into the swing of things here. Ward’s art continues to amaze- even my curmudgeonly roommate who hate comics, science fiction, kittens, and fun loves Ward’s art. (He has very, very strict views on the Odyssey, however, so he’s not sold on the story yet, though if I can get him to actually sit down and read it, I have high hopes.) I’d honestly say that ODY-C is one of the chief contenders for best art in my pull- Saga is the only competitor this week, though there’s plenty of other great art on display.