If Barry Allen were here--and it looks like he’ll be rejoining us, boys and girls, regardless of those most sacred creative laws that once governed the known comic book universe--he would tell me that there’s no pleasure to be gained from a job half-done.
And he’d be right.
For a number of reasons, I was unable to continue posting daily entries in this blog beginning… well, precisely one year ago. That’s something that has always disappointed me in the days and weeks that have since passed. There are so many wonderful blogs out there, updated daily, dedicated to the colorful heroes and heroines of the vast and intricate DC Universe--blogs dedicated to Aquaman, the Martian Manhunter, Green Arrow, Plastic Man, the Atom, Hawkman, and others. Kelson Vibber has also since begun Speed Force, a brilliant blog devoted to the scarlet speedster. I read these blogs daily because they never cease to bring a smile to my face. These are blogs run by fans who grew up pinning their hopes and dreams to these characters, fans who connected, for one reason or other, with their superhero of choice. The desire to express that sort of affection, that sort of admiration, for both the medium and its incomparable superhero protagonists prompted me to first begin posting here at Crimson Lightning. I’m sorry that the real world (er, Earth-Prime) made me to stop.
So, why am I posting an entry today? In short, I mean to continue. At the very least, I vow to complete my project of cataloguing and reviewing the episodes of The Flash television series. I’d also like to offer occasional commentary, panels and pages, and general tomfoolery when time allows for it, particularly since the coming months promise big things for the Flash family. Indeed, although the comic book crossovers of the modern era take themselves deathly seriously, I’m interested in reminding everyone--myself included--why we all turned to comic books in the first place. Superheroes are fun, they make us smile. Comic blogs should make us smile, too. I’ll see what I can do, folks. I’d like to get some blogging done, because Rao knows there are still plenty of reasons for us to remember the fastest man alive.
If Barry Allen were here--and it looks like he’ll be rejoining us, boys and girls, regardless of those most sacred creative laws that once governed the known comic book universe--he would tell me that there’s no pleasure to be gained from a job half-done. And he’d be right. 
