As I was reading these graphic novels and books, I started to get really emotional. At the time I blamed the books. It thought it was the words and the subject matter, but on reflection I realised it was my inner critic taking advantage of me when I was feeling vulnerable.
I've always loved science-fiction. I can't exactly remember the first sci-fi book I read, probably one of my older brother's Arthur C Clark books or even Z for Zachariah by Robert C O’Brien at school. But I quickly read everything I could find. I've still got my old battered copy of Douglas Adams' Dirk Gently's Holistic Detective Agency and an old hardback version of the first four parts of the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy trilogy!