There are times when I just get so frustrated by the comics industry that I decide that I am no longer going to contribute to it. And so I stop posting, tuck my money back into my wallet, and go on about my business. I don’t have the energy or money to waste on something that doesn’t make me happy.

And then something magical happens.

I’ll definitely be picking this up. And I’m excited. But I’m a little afraid too. Because I’ve been excited by so many things that I thought might shatter the glass ceiling. For women. For minorities. And the industry still wouldn’t change. Scandals, new creators, new lines, new management—none of it mattered.

So, I’ve decided I’m going to enjoy Womanthology for exactly what I can count on it being—a damn good product. That’s a guarantee. Besides, no need to shatter the ceiling when you can walk across the street and build yourself a shiny new building.

And dance on the roof.