
If you’re middle-aged and making comics, you’re going to get a lot out of this one. Or reading comics, or talking about comics, etc. Still, this is Gabrielle’s story, and as one of the best that this field has to offer, it’s disheartening to see that she (in a big picture way, not in totality) considers her life a failure. Money is still always an issue, there’s little to no security if things go wrong; you know, what most of us are dealing with in this life. Speaking purely for myself, there’s a great injustice in the world when somebody with her talent has to worry about these things, but that’s part of the deal of life, I guess. Yeesh, I did not mean to start things off so maudlin. Hurray, a new comic from Gabrielle! That was what I said when I saw this on John’s Spit and a Half page. Sure, it’s a couple of years old, but it’s still always good news to see new stuff from her, and one of my big “will probably never get around to it” comic projects is to go back through all of her books and comics over the years and read it all in chronological order. It’s the story of her life, after all, or at least the parts that she shares in her strips. This book is 60ish pages of strips and sketches (mostly strips), with a lot of time spent with her drawing in cafes. Or I think one cafe in particular, mostly, as it never seems to go all that well when she tries to shift locations. There’s the eavesdropping (always good fun at cafes), joining in on random conversations, trying to sketch people without getting caught (and what happens the few times she does), hanging out with friends, dealing with spending so much time alone, trying to work at home versus in the cafe (too isolating, it turns out), and several stories of some really fascinating dreams. And a lot more, obviously, but there’s no point in me trying to describe her riveting writing style, the emotional swings you get while reading her stuff, and how thoroughly captivating the whole thing was. My plan was to read a few strips on my lunch break, and I ended up having to apologize for getting back late because time as a concept just made no sense to me while I was reading this. John describes her as a master cartoonist at this point in her career, and there’s not much I could say to add to that. $8
