Seeding the Field
In an interview I gave a few months ago to Graphic Novel Reporter, I was asked the following question:
Do you remember your very first comic book? If so, what was it?
I’ve revised this answer a number of times, frankly, and not because I’m being coy. For a long time, I considered it Fantastic Four #293, which my mother bought for me while I was sick and home from school. That’s definitely the first comic I paid any attention to for the characters and story and so forth. But she got that for me because the local convenience store was out of the Larry Hama G.I. Joe comics I loved and collected since, maybe, issue #34 in 1985. (Of course, I bought loads of back copies through the mail from Mile High Comics thereafter, including “the silent issue,” #21.) I was reading that and Secret Wars purely for the action figure tie-in, you see, and for the longest time, I thought that toys were my “gateway drug” to comics. However, at a recent garage sale, I found these two Book & Record Sets from Power Records! featuring Batman and Spider-Man, respectively. Wow, my entire brain defragmented to find some precious memories of these stories. Truly, these were ground zero to my comic-book reading, it seems. Unless you count this:
I share that, spandex and all, not to further embarrass myself (though I was rather cute) but, instead, to pose the question both for current readers and for attracting the next generation. What is it about comics that sinks its hooks into people? Speaking and devotees, can we articulate the early allure?

