Persepolis – Reading a graphic novel

One of the many things I am unduly critical about is graphic novels (or comic books.) I wasn’t very fond of either, as a child, when the only comic book I ever owned starred Donald Duck. I recently read Persepolis by Marjane Satrapi, a beautiful and touching autobiographical comic book. The author shows us theContinue reading “Persepolis – Reading a graphic novel”