“So, what comics did you like before?” the clerk at BOSCO’S Comics, a comic shop in Anchorage, Alaska, asked me. I had to give the question some serious thought. I needed to because it was my first time in a comic shop in several years, as I had stopped reading during my late teen years. It’s a common tale, one that marks the end of the run for many readers. But thanks to encouragement from my mom, I decided to give the medium another shot.