Cutting Of My Arm
Posted 25th October 2011 at 10:07 AM by Perpetual Man
For the moment at least I'm going to double post my blog both here and on my website, sorry to anyone who reads it twice!
Most people who know me, know that I have had a love of comic books for a long, long time - in general I've been reading them my whole life more specifically the typical Marvel US superhero titles for the better part of three decades.
In that time I've read more than my fair share of titles, from DC to Marvel, to Dark Horse and Image and seen some amazing storylines and major real world changes come to pass. Superman dying (and coming back), half of Spider-man's continuity re-written, New Universes, new characters... and on and on.
At the heart of it all has been The Uncanny X-Men. It was the first title I bought (171 to be exact), I've followed through the ups and downs ever since, not to mentioned backtracked to fill in the blanks.
Even when it ha been bad (in my opinion) I've kept getting it, in many strange ways it is part of me. Various issues link in my memories to key moments of my life, it's as much a part of me as any of my limbs.
Of late I have not been reading many comics, the mass I normally get are in an ever growing pile in the spare room but it suddenly occurred to me that I am not missing them.
I've said many times that no matter what I would not stop reading Uncanny, if only for the sake of keeping a complete collection, but all of the others were open to review and with times starting to bite a set about the task of whittling the comics down. Of course Uncanny was safe.
It was announced almost on cue that The X-Men line of titles is undergoing a (nother) massive revamp, but this time it is so big (although it is nothing that has not happened before) that they are going to bring Uncanny X-Men to a close and start again from issue 1.
It almost seemed like providence. It meant that my run of comics would not be broken, I would have followed them to the last issue. The perfect place to stop.
And I have.
What a strange feeling, to step away from something that has been part of my life for so long. I thought it would feel like a limb being removed, but instead it feels... right.
Most people who know me, know that I have had a love of comic books for a long, long time - in general I've been reading them my whole life more specifically the typical Marvel US superhero titles for the better part of three decades.
In that time I've read more than my fair share of titles, from DC to Marvel, to Dark Horse and Image and seen some amazing storylines and major real world changes come to pass. Superman dying (and coming back), half of Spider-man's continuity re-written, New Universes, new characters... and on and on.
At the heart of it all has been The Uncanny X-Men. It was the first title I bought (171 to be exact), I've followed through the ups and downs ever since, not to mentioned backtracked to fill in the blanks.
Even when it ha been bad (in my opinion) I've kept getting it, in many strange ways it is part of me. Various issues link in my memories to key moments of my life, it's as much a part of me as any of my limbs.
Of late I have not been reading many comics, the mass I normally get are in an ever growing pile in the spare room but it suddenly occurred to me that I am not missing them.
I've said many times that no matter what I would not stop reading Uncanny, if only for the sake of keeping a complete collection, but all of the others were open to review and with times starting to bite a set about the task of whittling the comics down. Of course Uncanny was safe.
It was announced almost on cue that The X-Men line of titles is undergoing a (nother) massive revamp, but this time it is so big (although it is nothing that has not happened before) that they are going to bring Uncanny X-Men to a close and start again from issue 1.
It almost seemed like providence. It meant that my run of comics would not be broken, I would have followed them to the last issue. The perfect place to stop.
And I have.
What a strange feeling, to step away from something that has been part of my life for so long. I thought it would feel like a limb being removed, but instead it feels... right.
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The passing of an era in our own lives often feels like that. I wish I knew the word for what I'm wishing to say, not Congratulations, but something more empathetic. An acknowledgement that a mile stone has been passed in life that can not be got back, though not in a melancholy sense. Since I don't know the word imagine me smiling at you with knowledge of that quiet feeling which I have no name for lurking in my eyes. I would call it a "knowing smile" but I understand that has different connotations then I always put to it. I suppose "sad smile" would do though its not sad really.
I think the best I can manage is "There is a melancholy sweetness to any finality in life, and I wish you the enjoyment of yours that I have come to find in mine."Posted 26th October 2011 at 09:22 AM by hopewrites
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Thanks Hope, I know exactly what you are trying to say, and thanks for the sentiment.
Of course on the other side of the fence it means more money free, and at the moment that is not a bad thing.
More for the important things in life, like when the baby arrives next year.Posted 26th October 2011 at 10:35 AM by Perpetual Man - yay free money! and in a few years I can offer real congratulations when you are done potty training and have free money again.
Posted 26th October 2011 at 08:35 PM by hopewrites
