| this journal is locked for now. **formerly miss_noodles
contents: rambles poetry rants musings questions answers & thoughts; fics & art & drawings & ephemera.
comment to be added, please. I love new friends. though chances are, if I know you IRL, I won't accept you. sorry.
"the usual charge leveled against comic books, that they offered merely an easy escape from reality, seemed to Joe actually to be a powerful argument on their behalf. He had escaped, in his life, from ropes, chains, boxes, bags, and crates, from handcuffs and shackles, from countries and regimes, from the arms of a woman who loved him, from crashed airplanes and an opiate addiction and from an entire frozen continent intent on causing his death. The escape from reality was, he felt – especially right after the war – a worthy challenge.” |