Walk on a summer morning

With the summer rapidly passing by, I’ve become quite disgusted with the sedentary life I’ve let myself fall into over the past couple of years. Now that we’ve finally settled into our apartment in Easthampton, there’s a lot of opportunity for walking, but the hot weather has made that fairly unattractive. This weekend, however, has been unusually cool, so this morning Lucy and I headed out for our daily morning walk with a determination to make more of it than the rushed weekday morning will generally allow.

Since I haven’t explored the city much, I wasn’t sure where to go. My first thought was to walk down to Cottage Street (where we recently spotted a family of ducks!) so we began by heading that way. Then we ran across an entrance to the bike trail, so we decided to check out that route. I was pretty sure it would eventually come out at Ferry Street, and since I knew the way home from there, that seemed a safe way to go.

The bike trail at that point mostly runs behind a series of old factory buildings (the Eastworks building, and so on), but it’s fairly woodsy and flanked by a large pond on the other side. It was quite overcast this morning and I was using the camera on my phone, but here’s a glimpse of the view.

We passed a few joggers on the trail (only one cyclist) but it was all very friendly and tranquil—a great way to start off the morning. I’m embarrassed to note how tired my body feels after a single morning’s walk, though I guess it’s not just me.

I’ll look forward to many more cool, rambling walks in the fall, but it was very nice to catch one right in the heart of summer. Let’s hear it for a healthier year!

Feeding the trolls

To solidify this blog’s role as the crankier sister of Manga Bookshelf, I’m going to talk a bit about something I read yesterday. I’d begun the day with a spring in my step, newly freed from some responsibilities that had been feeling burdensome for a while (my own fault entirely) and looking forward to a month full of talking about comics I actually like. I had rediscovered the joy in manga blogging, and it felt pretty good. Then I followed a link to some comments on Twitter that altered my mood completely.

Most of what was said was too ridiculous to inspire much serious ire, but the thing that really got me was a comment about the closing of Manga Recon and an expression of disgust over the fact that we’d all thanked and complimented each other in our farewell roundtable. That comment really got to me.

So here we are, a group of writers who have worked together for a long time. We’ve seen the site built up by the people who came before us, and have worked hard (unpaid, thank you very much, Twitter guy) to maintain their standards. Furthermore, many of us have this very site (and its editors, past and present) to thank for teaching us how to be better writers and introducing us to a larger online community that has offered us unprecedented kinship and sheer enjoyment, daily.

Yet now, as we witness the end of the place that gave us all this and bid it an official farewell, now of all times, it is somehow inappropriate to express our heartfelt gratitude and appreciation?

What the hell, guy?

I mentioned earlier that I’d rediscovered the joy in manga blogging this week, and it really is true. And while much of this is due to feeling a bit freer with my time and looking ahead toward talking about some series I really, truly love, when I really look at what’s enticing me forward so much this month, it’s the people I’m working with at least as much as the topics we’re discussing. It’s the ParaKiss MMF, the Banana Fish roundtable, the Fumi Yoshinaga week, the new NANA project, and everything else I talked about in my recent news post.

Sure, these are comics I like a lot, and it will be a pleasure to talk about them. But what makes it all a true, delicious joy is the people I get to talk about them with. It’s Michelle, Danielle, Eva, Kate, Khursten, Robin, and Connie. It’s everyone who joins in at the Manga Moveable Feast. It’s the readers who come along to comment and the folks chiming in on Twitter. It’s because I’m not talking to myself.

You want to criticize my writing? Go ahead. There’s plenty there to criticize. You want to disagree with my opinions? Sure, get in line. I suspect most manga bloggers out there would say the same. But to get on our case for liking each other? What’s that about?