My comic-books have been on the top shelf at home to avoid being "rummadged"
Now that the kids are getting taller, they are "up for grabs", so to speak.
Here are some photos of the contents of the shelf:
I'll start off with my original Watchmen mags. My eyes well up just looking at them.
This one's had a good thrashing through the years. This is my re-reader.
Alan Moore and Bill Sienkiewicz worked together, or tried to, until they fell out. Only two were produced.
Black and white imagery along with Moore's thought-provoking text. Ah well.
Worked better for Swamp Thing. Those artists didn't give Uncle Alan any grief.
This one went well, too. Cracking short story. "Brrr".
Gibbons has been busy, too. Here Gotham City's psycho meets Metropolis' goody two-shoes. And swap jobs.
No shortage of Batman stories. Miller/Varley, Grant Morrison/Dave McKean, Miller/Mazzucchelli
Daredevil. One of my favourite characters from the eighties.
Miller/Darrow Hard Boiled
Gaiman's Books of Magic. Apparently Rowling hadn't seen the story. Meh.
Sandman. These stories are wonderful.
Gaiman again, this time with McKean.
Howard Chaykin. Scary arian undertones.
WWI fighter pilot's last days on his deathbed, post Vietnam.
Comic historical non-fiction. Only have part one. But that's my favourite part, anyway.
I have 2001 and 2010's release booklets.
Note the sparse credits page for 2001.
And, though not on my top shelf (as I wouldn't give them back) some current loans from th comic library:
I'll round off with this baby. Damned fine book. Me wants!
So much to read! Aaargh!