Finally read Grant Morrison’s self congratulatory backslapping memoir. Wait, I mean “Supergods”. Poor Grant, it must be so difficult to be thwarted from writing what he really wants because “the money’s in superheroes”. If you’re such hot shit, then go write what you WANT to write, and the money will come, champ. If you’re only writing comics for the paychecks and have the disdain for the people who pay your bills that so many English writers do, please, go away. I never thought you were all that fantastic to begin with, although I do own several of your books that I enjoy.
Still don’t have any idea what was going on in Doom Patrol, but I’m glad I have them. Better than Rachel Pollock’s stuff, anyway.