From a Letter to a Comics Club Friend

I saw Solo last night with a buddy from high school band and his family.

It was fun enough, but... pointless. Lifeless. It was nobody’s private vision; a fanboy grocery list fulfilled by a committee.


By contrast, I got a monthly wee comic zine from Liz Prince (Tomboy) in the post as a Patreon fulfillment thing. She makes them herself, and they’re simple, cute, raw, and real.

There’s room for both in life — the big, dumb fun commercial culture and the DIY personal work — but give me more of the latter.