As well as that, after a really long time when nothing had happened, news started to trickle out that the rights to Marvelman - and, by this time, his bastard offspring, Miracleman - were going to be sorted out, once and for all, and that Neil Gaiman was going to finally get to finish the story he had been forced to discontinue when Eclipse Comics went belly up in the mid-nineties. I dug down into the details, and back into the past, and talked to some people off the record, interviewed some other on the record. That 50,000 word book I thought I'd be lucky to stretch to eventually ended up at over 90,000, and the story is nowhere near its end yet. But right now it's as completely up to date as it can be, until the next time something happens.
After all these years, and after spending a good chunk of my life looking into it, I'm still fascinated by the story of Marvelman, and all the people involved with it. I hope that, if you read this book, you'll feel some of that fascination.