It’s been a while since I committed to suffering through French. Nothing against the language, but I never formally studied it, so the grammar trips me up now and then. I ran across Le Portrait Ovale about a month ago and that seemed to rekindle my interest in bandes dessinées. I followed up on a few titles that I forgot about and decided to dust off a few on my shelf. I think after I finish the one I just started, Sortilèges, I’ll read one I’ve already read to ease the headache and help refresh my memory regarding the time I enjoyed reading French. We’ll see how it goes.