So yeah, I wish I was in better shape computer-wise, otherwise I’d've noticed that yesterday marked one year of I’m Just Saying. A year of webcomics review, criticism, contemplation, and all other sorts of nonsense.
But I’m sitting here, in my little office, wondering how the hell I should be commemorating 366 days of webcomics criticism. There’s any ammount of back-patting and masturbatorial writing I could put here. I could make a big deal out of this, sit back, feel proud, rest on my laurels and so forth. I could write some big prolific speech about Webcomics’ history, present, or future, or the state of webcomics criticism, or what I think should be done where and how, or whatever. But I don’t really think I need to.
I like webcomics. I think that’s pretty safe to say, anyway. I love the immediacy, I love the potential, I love the quality of work. I even like the exclusivity a little bit. There’s something magical about this little medium of ours. I don’t think I’ve been able to get into anything more than comics, and possibly webcomics in particular. I’ve earned myself a small ammount of notoriety at this point for various reasons. I’ve made some cool friends, I got to talk a lot about stuff I like… I had a blast.
That’s all that should matter, I think.
I owe a lot of it to you guys, though. The readers, the fellow ciritics, the dialoguein’ creators. Thanks for reading, and thanks for sticking around. Y’all’re probably the only reason I’m accomplishing anything with this here blog.