Hello, everyone. My name is K. D. and I love comics.
*cue unenthusiastic chorus of "Hi, K. D.!"*
I've been collecting, reading and generally getting crazy about comic books since I was 11 years old. It's a terrible addiction that has led me to make bad decisions . . . like choosing to eat Ramen for five days straight just so I could afford Greg Rucka books. Or stabbing that guy in Reno for his copy of the collected run of Sleepwalker. Or worst of all, choosing to buy Spider-Man titles in the 1990's.
For every title I kick, two more spring up to take it's place, like agents of HYDRA. I keep making allegories and using similes that would only make sense to fanboys or fangirls (see previous sentence). I read Scans Daily, have a thirty dollar a week habit, read multiple comics blogs and it's still not enough.
Now? Now that I've hit rock bottom, I realize I really have a problem.
I'm- I'm a Comic Book Blogger. God help me. God help us all.
. . . so, are there pastries?