No, not the stand-up type, comic books. As you might have noticed in my post a few days back, I’m starting a new course at Coursera this week: Comic Books and Graphic Novels (among others). I was only going to look, but boy, I’ve been hooked big-time. The head lecturer, William Kuskin, is so bloody enthusiastic. He is actually a professor of Medieval Literature and he loves comics because they have the same concept: telling a story with words and pictures.
In just under two months, I’ll need to produce a comic – four pages and a cover. How good is that! Well, it doesn’t have to be good. William assured us that most people aren’t good at drawing – stick figures will be fine. Just have a go. OK, I’m in, hook, line and sinker.
Now, this post was prompted by a discussion thread asking people about their favourite comic. I can’t remember now what popped into my head first, but today all sorts of comic characters came to mind. And a lot didn’t, not until I browsed eBay to see if one of the graphic novels recommended was there. It was, but then the comics surfaced. Memories!
Was my daughter named after Wendy the Good Witch? Remember her! – the one in the cute little red jumpsuit. And then, The Phantom, mum’s favourite character, with his dog Devil. Casper the Friendly Ghost, Jughead, Archie, Veronica, Hot Stuff – that naughty little devil with the pointy tail. Superman, Batman, Spooky, the naughty ghost, Dennis the Menace. Beagle Boys, Donald Duck, Daisy and old Scrooge and the rest of that Walt Disney gang. Mickey Mouse didn’t appeal all that much.
And how could I ever forget Dagwood Bumstead and Blondie! Mighty Mouse?
It’s no good – I couldn’t possibly come up with a favourite! Not in a million years.
Unless it is Teena – she was a comic strip in the newspaper and I so wanted to be her, from the time I was eight years old. Mum even agreed that when I became a teenager, I could be called Teena instead of the family nickname of Teen. It didn’t happen, dad refused! As if adding an ‘a’ to my nickname would make be boy-mad and spend all day on the telephone. We never even had a phone, not that I can recall. I borrowed this from Mike Lynch Cartoons Blog. Climbing trees was great fun. And I actually did go on a debating team in fourth form at high school – and it won!
Do you remember how excited you were, when you got your hands on a new comic to read? What was your favourite?