On Jan 24, I am an open mic headliner!

Thursday, January 24, sometime after 7pm, at the Cafe Frascati literary open mic (for writers of stories and poetry) in downtown San Jose (315 S 1st St.), I will be the headliner. That means I am on stage for about 15 minutes instead of the usual 4-5 minutes for the many and various storytellers and poets. I will perform The Intellecta Rhapsody, where Super Holly Hansson gets into a big argument with her boyfriend’s Batman-esque car (she punches a hole in its dashboard, it shoots her in the face like Daffy Duck and Elmer Fudd), and then she has to team up with the car to defeat a gangster and his gang (think Edward G. Robinson, “Yeah, yeah, Rocky got you good! Yeah! Yeah!”). I will do some fun voices: robot car, Patton-esque general, Rocky gangster, dopey henchmen. The background music is the classical Hungarian Rhapsody. I will bring Super Bad Hair Day books to sell. My latest shipment (fixing a typo and a little mark on the cover art) came in yesterday. The Intellecta Rhapsody script is in the book.

Thank you, Mighty Mike McGee (open mic host with the most!) for having me as a headliner. I’ll try not to let it go to my head. Mike will pay for my dinner that evening. Now, where’s my star on Hollywood Blvd?

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R.I.P. Batton Lash, Super Holly’s first artist

I just read that Batton Lash, the artist who drew the cover of Super Bad Hair Day, has passed away. Super Holly Hansson is crying herself to sleep tonight.

On my page of Batton’s Super Holly artwork, see the evolution of Batton’s Holly artwork. Batton was a great artist: smart, classy, professional, experienced, and a nice guy. Oh, and he was a great writer too. Read Supernatural Law. I am richer for knowing him, if only at comic cons, and through emails. Holly and I will miss him.

RIP Stan Lee. Humans entertain, gods bore.

A bright light has gone out in the world. I was but a kid when Spider-Man and Fantastic Four were first published. Compared to DC Comics at the time, Stan’s characters were more flawed, more human, more fun. Super Holly Hansson is the Superman of my writing world, but she is not a perfect boy scout. She is a geek girl with a short fuse. Lesson learned.

John Trumbull ran an article a while ago that showcased Lee’s dialog when some of the jerkier fanboys would say it was ALL Kirby and ALL Ditko and Stan just took all the credit. In the article, John showed a panel from Fantastic Four, Lee’s writing and Kirby’s art.

And one from New Gods, Kirby’s writing and art.

Have I mentioned that one way to have Super Holly Hansson give you a fat lip is to call her a goddess? Putting “Gods” in a title puts me off. Fellow writers tell me that they like how Holly is “very human.”

On Stan Lee’s Fresh Air interview, he asked Terry Gross to imagine a monster: 12-feet tall, purple skin, breathing fire, two heads. In the 1960s, a typical superhero would have said, “A creature from another world – I’d better capture him before he destroys the city.” Spider-Man might say, “Who’s the nut in the Halloween costume?” Stan said he tried to do dialogue that represented the way real, flesh and blood, three-dimensional people would talk. What better writing advice can I get?

Stan loved making original sound effect words: “btkooom” (the third O is, of course, silent) and “PFZZAKT” (a bullet going through a wall). I have been a little lax with crazy original sound words lately, but I admit that I still love Harry Headbutt punching Super Holly and then she clobbers him with five: THOOM! POW POW POW POW POW!!! THOOM! POW POW POW POW POW!!!

Stan said he used those fun alliterative names (Peter Parker, Bruce Banner, Reed Richards, Sue Storm) because he had a bad memory. I use them too, I like their sound: Holly Hansson, Katsuko Kimura, Cal Critbert, and my favorite: Harry Headbutt! (Nice when the name says a bit about the character.)

P.S. I was going to have a Stan Lee type character in my stories: Dan Mann. But I already have three older men in Super Holly’s life: her Uncle Pops, Bennie the rubber cop, and Lash the barber. So I am gender-flipping Dan Mann into Fran Lee. When I FINALLY finish The Comic Book Code, Fran will be the head of a Marvel-type company who publishes Holly’s graphic novel, The Last Super. She will know comic book history. She’ll be Jewish. And she will have some of HERstorian and writer Trina Robbins in her soul.

Fault Zone Uplift readings on Nov 10

Fault Zone Uplift: What Goes Up

At the San Mateo Library (55 W 3rd Ave, San Mateo, CA), Saturday Nov 10, 10:30am-12:30, Fault Zone Uplift authors (like me!) will read their stories. I will read from What Goes Up, my Super Holly Hansson story with Holly’s saddest ending ever. (My evil plan! Get them laughing, then break their hearts, MOO HAHAHAHAHA!!!) This is a CWC (California Writers Club) Peninsula Branch event.

Kittygirl loves wasabi ice cream artwork!

At Campbell Con, I had Nelson Kuang (instagram: BurntGreenTea) draw Kittygirl enjoying an ice cream cone and saying her favorite ice cream flavor. (That is the ice cream that Kittygirl likes in my short story, “The Fiendish Brain Freezer,” in my Super Bad Hair Day book on Kindle. Super Holly likes strawberry.) Nelson put Super Holly in there also, that was nice of him. I love this anime look! Dig those Kittygirl claws!

I will sell books at Campbell Con on Saturday, Oct 20.

Tomorrow, October 20 2018, I will be at Campbell Con, West Valley College, 14000 Fruitvale Ave, Saratoga, CA. I will go to my critique group at 10, so I will be with the South Bay Writers table at Campbell Con starting around 1pm. I will stay till it ends at 5pm.

Tobe in the photo works on the online comic Villain. Check it out. He drew Super Holly doing the Power Girl punch for me on my art-from-comic-cons page (scroll down a bit).

Brett Kavanaugh, I want your evil laugh!

(Bob the Angry Flower by Stephen Notley, BUY HIS STUFF!!!)

If Brett Kavanaugh shoves his whiny, weepy, Yale-privileged, partisan-petty, beer-guzzling, frat-boy face into the Supreme Court for the rest of my life, I won’t cry (unlike him). No, I will put him into my stories as villainous Judge Bart Boofontov (okay, the last name is still in flux). As Lex Luthor said when he used his body’s kryptonite poisoning against Superman, “It’s a basic rule of business. Turn a weakness into a strength.”

But I need Judge Boofontov’s evil laugh. My supervillain Harry Headbutt (big bellowing bully): “BAH WAH, HAW HAW!” Ice Cream Guy (freezer frosty shiver): “HEH HEH HEH HEH HEH!” Stephan (Simon Bar Sinister): “BEE-YOU, HA HA HA HAAAA!!!” Christine Ford testified about teen Brett’s “uproarious laughter” as he ground on top of her. I can cogitate on that (but not on a full stomach). Hmm, how about, “HOO HOO HOO HOO YEAH!” Too Santa Claus?

SPOILER ALERT! In my still-to-be-outlined-and-written Super Holly super civil war novel, Judge Boofontov will make the Supreme Court in Stumpfinger’s presidency. Since the word of three women (or four) is worth less than Brett’s word to old white male Rethuglicans, Bart will rule that a woman is one-fifth of a person. (Less than one-twentieth if the person is Stumpfinger.) There is precedent for this fractionalization, remember the three-fifths rule?

P.S. I have to admit that if Brett does not make the Supreme Court, I would be far less likely to create this character. It would be too much like punching down. Super Holly Hansson would prefers to punch up, punching down is for bullies.