So, just a week after I made a post about this subject, Sam started a roundtable discussion for Manga Recon about digital comics. And here it is: Manga Recon Roundtable: Digital Comics. Everyone has very good points to make, and it’s a much better (less whiny) read than my entry, so go see!

On a related subject, is there anyone who hasn’t been following the stuff about the text-to-speech capabilities of the Kindle, and how some folks are up in arms about it violating the copyright of audiobooks? Neil Gaiman has made some awesome posts about this, and in his most recent one, he links to Wil Wheaton’s post too, which includes a side-by-side comparison of a human voice (his) reading a passage from a book (also his) and a computer voice reading it. I think his point is well made.

I have manga and even anime to talk about, but when? This I do not know. For a moment, a couple of quick links (after the jump).

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It’s a little early for Thanksgiving, but having finished my workweek after only two days, I can’t help but feel a bit thankful for some of the people and things around me. I’ll leave major items for later in the week, but for the moment, I’d like to link to a few things that have made me feel happy (and thankful) today:
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As you probably can see from my sidebar, I read Neil Gaiman’s blog regularly, and as I was reading last night (about his mutual fanboy encounter with John Simm), it gave me such a smile. I think what I find so charming about his blog, is that he’s just a guy out there, living a life, and it really made me think about what I’m doing with my time. I spend all this time in my own head, brooding about life and life choices, blah blah blah, when it seems like I could just be out there living instead.

Granted, it’s a lot easier to be out living a life when you have the momentum that comes from really loving what you do. But could I find that if I tried? I lived like that once, I think. Back when I was acting and still loving it, and maybe even after when I was at least still loving the travel, every day was about living. Now this is not to say that I’m unsatisfied with my life, because there is so much of it that I love. But what is all this blogging and introspection really doing for me?

I’m not sure where I’m going with this, but as I sit at my desk, forcing myself into taking a break from this long, headachy, meeting-saturated day, I wonder.