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Hey Greg, there has been some fairly new explanations to the Speed Force in the comics that might make more sense to you at why there is a force that makes people fast, but not strong, etc. - Basically, the Speed Force is a force, similar to gravity, except that instead of keeping us grounded to the earth, it's the force that moves time and space forward. The reasoning for it granting people powers is because as it moves time forward, it builds up excess energy that needs to be released, which happens when speedsters run and give off lightning. Basically, the speedsters are the Speed Force's "release valve". Without them to expend the energy, time would not function properly. I hope this makes sense to you and I would love to hear your thoughts on this. Thanks!
Except in the last year or so I've read comics that talk about the "Still Force" and the "Strength Force", etc. To me, and again, this is just my opinion - it's overly complicated overthink of something that made enough sense already. And keep in mind, this is coming from a guy who on YJ does everything in his power to ground his super-heroes and their powers in reality. GROUNDING stuff is one of YJ's prime directives.
So, the release valve thing seems to make some sense, I suppose. We did something similar at the end of Season Two. But when you start talking about people disappearing into it or other forces for stillness and strength, I start to glaze over a bit.
But I've tried not to close my mind to the whole thing.
I didn't much care for all the multi-colored lanterns either. But by the time I had finished watching the Green Lantern Animated Series with Razor, I was on board.
Too be clear, none of the above is meant as a spoiler of any kind in any direction for YJ. We're just talkin' theory here and how certain ideas strike me, at least initially.
Wondering how you broke into the comic book industry? I know you were an editor at DC at one time. What was that process like?
Thanks for your time!
I think my story is probably a bit atypical...
In 1983, Marvel announced a search for new talent. I calculated that they'd be inundated with submissions. But I also calculated that DC would soon initiate their own talent search. So instead of prepping a Marvel submission, I prepped one for DC.
Sure enough, a month later, DC announced its own search for new talent. I immediately sent in my submission. Years later, I found the log book for these submissions, and mine was literally the second one they received. They logged the submission into the book with my name and address - and then lost the actual submission, which I also found years later at the bottom of a file cabinet where it had clearly slipped down between two hanging folders.
Because 75% of the submissions they received were from artists, they gambled that mine was an artist submission as well. They sent me a packet for new artists. But of course, I was one of the 25% who had made a writing submission. And I was outraged, OUTRAGED! Outraged in a way that only a know-nothing 19-year-old can be.
So I wrote DC Executive Editor Dick Giordano an OUTRAGED Letter. And then I figured that would be the end of it.
But for whatever reason, Dick was impressed with (or more likely amused by) my letter. He called me. On the phone. He invited me to come to the DC offices at 666 5th Avenue.
After I graduated from college, Dick hired me as an Editorial Assistant (i.e. as a Xerox Boy), and later promoted me to Assistant Editor and then Associate Editor. He was a true mentor to me. A great guy.