In Sarazamai, our main characters love something because it’s an extension of loving themselves.
When I was in middle school, I placed runner-up in a writing contest sponsored by an environmental organization and won a couple hundred dollars. My parents were nice enough to […]
Over the past few years, I’ve steadily built up a tolerance for superhero comics. They are hamstrung by their tangled continuity, their narrow focus on appealing to thirty-something hardcore comics […]