So I wandered through the graphic novels and comic book section looking for a Christmas present last year for the nerd dad. I was on my knees on that beautifully prickly dark green carpet when I came across a brightly colored book I had never seen or heard of before.
A little girl in a frayed pink dress with wild Bunches of curly green hair. She was carrying a blood covered battle axe that was twice her size. The candy colored massacre drew me in, and within the first five pages I knew I was taking fairyland home with me. Gert’s sass and overwhelming love of destruction spoke to me.
Skottie young created the perfect combination of a bitter, broken spirit inside the spritely vision of a six year old girl. Gert is what happens when all your childhood spirit is gone and all that’s left is the violent unending rage of adulthood. All of us have been so bitter at some point in our lives we thought about shooting down the stars. Gert actually did it, and she did it in style. Just like she does everything else.
I had never heard of skottie young before I found Gert hiding on that bottom shelf. I’m glad I did. Those of you who need a laugh and don’t mind a little gore I hope Gert calls to you like she called to me.
Finding My Inner Nerd Mom 