Attention all. The worst thing imaginable has happened to me: I’ve become obsessed. Obsessed with pretty drawings and comic books, that’s what. It’s terrible – as I’m sure you can imagine.
The desire to devour these bitesize graphic novels has overwhelmed me in the past few weeks. I guess I have my boyfriend to thank for that (love you). It started at his house over Christmas when I picked up issue #1 of Sex Criminals. Fast forward to the Easter hols, I’m back again, and this time I read through issues #2 and #3 and then get myself onto Amazon quicker than you can say “climaxing bank robbers”.
Things spiral from there. I now own eight comic book volumes and I couldn’t be happier.