War is Coming.
Those that know me know I love to read. Those that really know me understand that I have a deep, abiding love for comic books. However, few truly know me well enough to know my lovelorn obsession with one company above all others. I started reading comic books early in my life, around eight or nine years old, because my father saw some in an airport news stand when he was away on a business trip and thought I might enjoy reading them instead of all those text books and assigned reading assignments from school. He was entirely correct; sorry Johnny Tremain you’ve got nothing on Spider-Man.