There've been certain moments in history when it seems the very fate of the world has pivoted on one event; D-Day, the defeat of Napoleon, Pilot getting to Number 1 on the UK chart. And, today it sees another, as I must announce that Steve Does Comics has run out of old comics to review.
Admittedly, this isn't strictly true. I could review Weird Mystery Tales #14 which stands less than ten feet away from me right now. But, despite its doubtless charms, I can't be bothered.
I could of course buy some more comics but I have in recent weeks decided it's time for me to knuckle down and spend more time on my fiction. This of course means less time for other writery stuff. The confluence of these two events means it seems as good a time as any to give this blog a break.
Fear not. Steve Does Comics isn't dead. It's merely comatose, like Aunt May in all those Bronze Age scenes where she'd be spark-out on a hospital bed as Peter Parker sat by her bedside mithering about all the times he hadn't been there for her. This blog shall be Aunt May. I shall be Peter Parker. My wardrobe shall be Mary Jane Watson. I've sellotaped a sheet of paper to it, with the words, "Face it, tiger, you've just hit the jackpot," on it. I can tell you, right now, that wardrobe's looking mighty sexy. In fact, I don't know if I don't like it even more than my chest of drawers which is doubling up as Gwen Stacy.
Thanks for visiting this blog over the last couple of years, and thanks for commenting.
Well, unless you're that spambot that dementedly goes on and on about ugg boots every day in my spam folder. In which case, go away, you terrible spambot. Your ugg boots are the work of Satan.
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Nooooooo! (William Shatner style)
Curses! You worked out my secret identity! Those Uggs don't sell themselves, you know...
Thanks for all the great posts, Steve. Hopefully you'll be back sometime - but you deserve a break after all this comic-based excellence. Take it easy, mate.
Now, about those boots...
Don't worry, cerebus, I'll definitely be back. Just think of it as a very long holiday.
As for those boots...
Gonna miss you, Steve! I am very happy to hear that you will be merely on hiatus.
Losing you and Joe Bloke within weeks of each other -- the thought of it!
Best to you (and to getting some more old comics!) --
Doug
Sayyyyy--we can always contact Mephisto and have him make Aunt May all better again. Of course, what shape you'd end up in as a result is anyone's guess. I hope you didn't have marriage plans.
It was fun to make your acquaintance in the blogosphere. We'll be waiting to high-five you on your triumphant return. :D
Here's hoping you turn out to be a Skrull imposter, and the real Steve returns shortly.
Failing that, thanks for the most entertaining posts, and hope to see you back here sometime.
cheers
B Smith
Steve, you'll definitely be missed. I've really come to enjoy your blog and the reviews. Hopefully it will not be forever.
--Joseph
Doug, Comicsfan, B and Joseph, thanks to you all.
I'm starting to feel quite guilty now.
But, Comicsfan, if Mephisto does get involved, doesn't that mean my relationship with my Mary-Jane-Watson-substitute wardrobe will be doomed? I don't know if I can stand to be parted from the wardrobe I love.
B, I have in fact always been a Skrull.
Good luck with the writing, and I look forward to your eventual revival. Hopefully you won't sink to the very bottom of my blog roll before bouncing back rejuvenated.
Return refreshed and full of vim...whatever that is.
Rip Off
Steve, what does Mephisto care about your wardrobe concerns? Have you seen how little the guy wears??
You're a Skrull? So that's what happened to the missing one in FF #2. Are you keeping your other blogs going?
That's just great! Where else am I to go in order to find out what people say to you as you roam the streets of Sheffield? Good luck, sir, and may you not go gently into the good night.
Terence, Rip, Kid A, Kid, and anyone whose name I may have missed; thanks to all of you.
Kid, I'm not just a skrull. I'm the Super-Skrull. I have all the Fantastic Four's abilities. I have the Thing's power of self-pity, the Human Torch's power to drop out of educational establishments, Mr Fantastic's power to patronise and the Invisible Girl's ability to get kidnapped every month.
I shall be keeping Steve Does Top of the Pops going till Christmas, as the end of the year seems a natural time to end it but Steve Does Dr Who is officially defunct. As it was only once a week, this is more down to the fact I didn't enjoy doing it, rather than a lack of time.
Arrgghh! I just discovered your great blog. Oh well, hope to see you back in the bullpen soon. You should be contributing to Comic Heroes.
Thanks, Mike.
Gutted. There should be a helpline.
I'm amazed the government hasn't declared a state of national emergency.
Hope your fiction comes along swimmingly with the increased focus, and that you come back at some point to this most excellent blog rejuvenated and reenergized. Cheers! EddieV
Thanks, Eddie. :)
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