As much as I love the Internet and all of the little conveniences it offers us on a daily basis, those conveniences can sometimes rob us of some of the little pleasures of that long-ago era before Information Overload set in. Case in point: Most of the time when I order something online these days, I have the benefit of being able to track the shipment from the moment it leaves the warehouse to the moment it arrives on my doorstep. As groovy a technological advancement as that is, it means I rarely get the little thrill I got last night: coming home to see a package on my front porch that I’d completely forgetten was out there. (One of the advantages of taking the cheapest possible shipping method, of course, is that it offeres plenty of time to forget about the order.)
My boy Timmy B had gotten me an Amazon.com gift certificate for my birthday, but (somewhat unusually for me), I hadn’t found anything to spend it on until last week. I’d looked and looked, but nothing had come to mind. I was thinking about getting something about PHP or programming, but that didn’t seem awfully birthday-like, and I didn’t think Tim would’ve thought a book that might help my career was quite in the spirit of the gift certificate. So I finally decided to find a comics trade paperback or two to get (which I’m betting Tim had in mind to begin with)…
…and wound up with a Brian K. Vaughan-ucopia!
Arriving last night were Ex Machina, Volume 2: “Tag”; Y, the Last Man, Volume 3: “One Small Step” and Volume 4: “Safeword”, all written by Vaughan, who’s quickly become my current favorite comics writer (thanks to those series and the phenomenal Runaways). The earlier volums of both Y and Ex Machina were fantastic, so I have no reason to doubt these will be any different.
Vaughan’s something of my hero right now in comics because each of his projects is so different from the others and each is tremendously well-written. From the teenage superheroics of Runaways to the political intrigue (plus some superheroics) of Ex Machina to the speculative sci-fi of Y, The Last Man…even his run on Ultimate X-Men, all of it’s been quality. I’m not saying the guy can do no wrong, but he sure hasn’t done much wrong recently. I’m pretty sure that when I grow up, I want to be Brian K. Vaughan. Except that I think I’m already older than he is. And I like having hair. (I’m afraid there’s some unspoken requirement that all comics writers (or all the good ones, anyway) must be bald; I certainly need to look into that before I pursue that route much farther.)
I think I’m going to dig up my review for Ex Machina, Volume 1 and post that here tomorrow since Comicgeekz isn’t accessible to the public right now. So that’s something for y’all to look forward to.