Oh, the holidays. Like many, I have a complicated relationship with them. On one hand, I love seeing far-flung members of my family, and I have a deep love of sweet potatoes and holiday films. On the other hand, I want to run through the streets ringing a giant bell while screaming, “The holidays are coming! The holidays are coming! Bring out your coping mechanisms!”
Whatever your relationships to the holidays or your family, loved ones, or sweet potatoes, it never hurts to have something bright and shiny in your back pocket to fall back on. Ah, books—my favorite coping mechanism.
So, bring on the coping whimsy!
The Tick by Ben Edlund
I’ve only ever belonged to one fan club. While I get passionate about fandoms, I’ve never felt the urge to really join up, officially. Nothing against it, just not into it. However, when I was a ...