Webcomics You Should Read

Because the only thing better than borrowing a graphic novel for free from the library, is reading it for free online instantly and not having to pay late fees when you inevitably forget to return it.

No? Just me?

Anyho, here's a list of things that should suck up your time and brain:

Book I Really Wish I Liked: Heist Society

Next in the list of KAH-books, "Heist Society." A story of art-thievery, teenager rebellion, and Nazis (I love it when there's Nazis!)

And sadly, of all of the books I've read so far, this is the one I was most psyched for. So therefore it was the one that had to not be that good.

Fantabulous Pictures of My Beautiful Library!

And by my beautiful library I mean Karyn's beautiful library that I happen to live and frolic in. Like the Care Bear Cousins hanging out in the Care Bear's forest. Or a friendly neighborhood bridge troll. Whatevs.

Cathedral-esque, without the guilt

YA books abounds

Anyhow, as I have spent the last month and a half, so must you now bask in the glory of its cathedral like windows, extensive YA collection.

Look at all those shelves! Full of
books I am going to read!

There's a Batphone. It's ext # 316.

And see this? This is my lair. I share it with the head of technology, who's awesome. It gets natural light, has plenty of room for rolling around, and has four walls around it, with a door that locks.

I can leave and lock things up securely at night. I can scratch awkwardly placed mosquito bites without worrying about who's watching. If girls did such a thing, I could theoretically pass gas! In my own space!

Shut up. After cubicle land this is a big friggin' deal.

I Am the Messenger (and I Am Awesome)

Okay. So whatever you're doing right now, you need to stop.

Seriously. Screw brushing your teeth, cooking dinner, scratching your butt: you need to stop right now and go and read this book.

Gambit changed people
with cards (& explosions)

Go for it. I'll wait.

Okay, now that you've finished, wasn't that friggin' awesome? I mean, come on! Yeah, okay, the last five pages are kinda weird, but the book as a whole is brilliant!

Take Ed Washington-- unmotivated, underage, underemployed, and British-- and all of a sudden give him a purpose in life. Mysterious playing cards that show up with addresses and names written on them; Aces with people that Ed needs to help or else face doom from scary men with big fists.

Women who pine for dead lovers, or get beaten and raped by living ones. Children who need to be okay with themselves, and parents who need a little extra something. People who need to beat the ever loving crap out of Ed to make themselves feel better. And all of a sudden Ed goes from "guy with a smelly dog and a regular poker game" to "guy with a smelly dog and a regular poker game and a mark on the world."

It's beautiful. Absolutely friggin' beautiful. I may have cried on the subway. And then looked around to see if anyone saw me and felt the urge to interfere in my life to give us both a sense of satisfaction and connection with our fellow human.

(No one did. But the love was there.)

Tithe: Not at All About the Church

Inexplicably blond.

But instead, about faeries and changelings and a certain type of teenaged-decay that's just fantastic to read.

Kaye has been following her mother and her mother's dreams-of-fame for 16 years. She's a high school drop out, Asian girl with unexplained blond hair, no roots (as in stable place to allow her to ground and recover, but the same goes for the hair), and a strangeness that has been with her for as long as she can remember-- her imagination comes to life, she can make things happen just by wanting them, and her earliest friends are of the winged and tinkerbelling variety.