I was just thinking back this Saturday about how I used to go to Manchester as a teen to hunt for comics in the bookshops and comic marts, and how you’d never know what you’d find, whether it’d be a wasted journey, or comics would be frustratingly missing from the UK-distributed bundle, or whether you’d find some amazing stuff, particularly at the comic marts. The thrill of the hunt, unpredictability and surprise.
Now, I can read almost any comic with just a few clicks on a trackpad or taps on a tablet screen; instant gratification, fuss, effort and frustration-free, requiring no patience but devoid of any predatory adrenaline rush, as you’d get in the olden days when only those elusive paper pamphlets were available. I can see how the ‘I want it now’ factor appeals more to contemporary tastes, but it’s also useful for those of us who, due to health reasons, find visits to the LCS or conventions a little bit too demanding.
Interesting to go back nostalgically and recall how intensely exciting the 70s and pre-online days were for me, and all the travelling around that was involved, but I’ve become much happier in suddenly thinking ‘you know, I’d like to read that series or that particular book’, and just being able to achieve the objective in no time whatsoever, effortlessly. I don’t miss the old ways that much.
Of course, not everyone should make such an extreme transition: whatever you enjoy the most.