Even reading teachers have reading gaps, and for me the graphic novel is David Letterman’s front teeth. I can only partially blame this gap on residual snobbery from my youth, an ill-conceived notion that graphic novels are not “worthy” stories. As part of my redemption I resolved this year to read more graphic novels, and what finer text to begin with than Noelle Stevenson’s National Book Award finalist Nimona.
The publisher listed the following on the back cover to help establish the tone:
But wait: There’s more I need to add!
Somewhat calmer Scientists!
Hair color changes!
Just in time narrative saves!
Nimona is a joy, albeit one filled with the inevitable sadness we find when we stop winking and recognize that growth is inevitably loss, no matter what shape we grow into. Read this and mind your own gaps.