So I just bought myself a copy of Enigma off ebay, because it was cheap, free delivery, and I am a weak thing who is weak.
I first read it when I was sixteen, and I don't think I've read it since. I liked it a lot. It was weird (as I would later learn is the case with most of Peter Milligan's stuff). It was probably one of the first things I read that had a non-het romance in it (the other things were probably in Sandman/related works. I'm old and I can't remember now).
I don't even know why I picked it up though, at that age, I was reading every comic collection the library got in. (They don't have it now (why would they? it's nearly twenty years ago), and I wasn't lucky enough to catch it being in a booksale. Sadly).
I wish I'd known then what I know about me now, because that comic spoke to me on a level I wasn't even listening to back then. Which is probably why I've remembered it for all this time. I said to mum earlier today that I wish I'd realised at the time what it was saying to me, and why it struck a chord. But then followed it with saying that I think I latched onto a lot of things as a kid without knowing why until I was much older, and this is the case for a lot of people.
I know I didn't exactly "get" all of what was going on in it back then. I was confused by the ending, but now I've read about it again as an adult, I understand it. I'm hoping it will make more sense to me as an adult (because, let's be honest, it was written for adults, not teenagers).
Anyway, it should be here by this time next week. I am pretty excite! I will post about it again once I've re-read it (and maybe actually review it on Goodreads, heh. If I'd have written a review before now, literally all it would've been was: I fucking loved this when I was a teenager).
(Relatedly, I need to make myself an LGBT shelf on there. I might go and do that instead of writing. I've hit today's word count four times over anyway, so it's not like I'm slacking).