In the midst of my weekend bout of manganization, I had what I thought was a stroke of genius, but it was really just another reason why I should never be given a position of responsibility in manga publishing.
I was looking at the cover of a volume of Death Note, and I got all indignant at the blurb that mentioned the book was by the same artist who illustrated Hikaru no Go. I thought to myself, “Well, what does that accomplish? Tons of people are already reading Death Note. They should put the blurb on the cover of Hikaru no Go.”
Then I noticed that all of the books I was shelving had only their spines showing, and that people are much more likely to see a blurb for Hikaru on Death Note than the other way around. I can only attribute this exchange to the fumes from the composite wood products in the shelves I’d assembled.
Another recent conversation with myself reveals that, in addition to spending too much time reading manga, I spend far too much time watching television. The transcription can be found in this week’s Flipped.
