Update on Life with a Comic Book Twist

I had a dream last night. I had preordered tickets to a special exhibit at the Boston Museum of Fine Arts about comic books and its evolution, with a special guest appearance from the ghost of Captain America. I made it to the reservation desk to pick up my tickets, and lo and behold, they didn't have one available for me, even though I had proof of purchase. Unlike the actual museum, I could see the audience waiting in anticipation through glass walls for the event to begin. I guess you could actually call it a nightmare instead.

It's funny - I was wondering what may have spurred this, considering a part of my life just has stopped being creative, of sorts. I am in such a technical niche of the publishing world that there isn't any additional side writing or projects (granted, I've only been in Philadelphia for less than two months; I should try harder to find resources and outlets) going on in my life. Part of me wants to pick up where I left off in my epic graphic novel (minus the illustrations - yes, indeed, I'm that much a nerd that I want to write a graphic novel) that I started during the spring and that I really enjoyed writing, but I'm scared of failure (and partially because my writing instructor hated it - call that a blow to my already fragile ego, har har). Plus, isn't it time I grow up, I let go of childish addictions and obsessions, get rid of useless knowledge and pick up what's happening in the real world around me instead?

Sure, there's no arguing that I should really pay more attention to the world around me, but yeah, I can't let go of what was such a major part of my growing up. It's really hard to explain - call it creative stimulation, if you will.

I think I'm back on here writing about the idea of life and comic because John surprised me last week with the latest XBox 360 game, Mortal Kombat vs. DC Universe. And can I just say how much I love fighting games, especially when you're a superhero? It's fabulous, though my thumbs have been very sore with trying to win and learn fatality moves (which I can NOT execute. Seriously, why won't it work for me? You have to see the moves though - the animated fight sequence is like watching a movie). Great game - I recommend it.

Another thing that I've noted in my wanderings around the city is that there aren't any good used bookstores or comic book stores. I saw one comic book store out near UPenn, but I'm never in that area so I doubt I could find it again. One of my coworkers found an article about an online store called Heavy Ink that sells comic books for those without a store they can call home away from home. Check it out, because I definitely might.