Status Updates From My Favorite Thing Is Monste...

I like it, but not quite as much as the first one. It still has the weird lovely drawings and slightly paranoid noirish vibe and Chicago details. I like the budding relationship. But we’re getting into the Holocaust-related background of the neighbor the girl is obsessed with, and that feels a little weird and off to me. Ambitious and maybe great choice by the author, but not really what I was looking for.

“I have always drawn Anka as if she was blue because she was what mama would have called ‘melancholy.’ Now I draw her husband that way and it makes me wonder if when we die we leave people more than our stuff. Maybe we leave them out sadness, too.”

The sphinx said to oedipus after he answered her riddle about what creature is four-footed, two-footed, and then three-footed

“Oh you stupid villager!! Of course you’re scared! Because the part of you that is me is a much bigger part of you than you think! That’s why you poor weak mortals have to tell stories about outwitting and killing us monsters over-and-over again in all your ‘myths.’”

I need a book 3!