BLACK COAT PRESS ANNOUNCES 2011 PROGRAM
Percival Constantine http://percivalconstantine.wordpress.com/2010/10/25/dracula-lives/
25 10 2010

So, why not spread the wealth? Hence that is where the idea…and title for this column sprang from.
Every week ’round about this time I’ll be posting some semblance of an idea that I’ve had for a story, series of stories, book, whatever. It will be here for you to read, to comment on if you want, but if it ends up in this column, then it is also available for you to write. Yup, you heard me. I’m wanting to take these little jewels I manufacture like an overactive oyster and let them see life from the pen of someone who actually has time to write them. So, please feel free.
What do I want in return? Not much, actually. Most of the time, I will simply post an outline or discussion of the idea I’m offering with no provisos. When I do that, all I want is credit given for the concept if and when you do write it. There will be some ideas, though, that I throw out there looking for a co-writer on or even maybe wanting to be the plot guy while you do all the heavy lifting. In those instances, I’ll be sure to say so.
So, yeah, these ideas sprout from my brain fodder, but I’m not stingy. If they sit here long enough for me to
have time to write ‘em, then I might…but I saw my calendar today…these will sit unwritten by me for some time to come. Have at it.
That jake with you? Good.
Now, the first concept to be shared is one I’ve had in my reserve pile for some time. Although every column won’t have a neat little tale already written, this one does. Read this as if the writer were a man who was alive in the era the character is placed in and lived in a world where heroes and villains were common place.
Now, stand back. I’m going to fire the first of my IDEAS LIKE BULLETS…
Take the little colored girl from Arkansas, born the daughter of a wise man in an ignorant time. She saw her father, a man of God and the people, take the Lord’s word into the shacks of his own heritage and right into the front doors of parlors and city halls where ‘his kind’ only served or swept up. She watched as he shepherded both his own congregational flock and the entire citizenry of the small town they lived in toward what would be Dr. King’s dream. She looked on in terror that crisp May night in 1929 when a man wearing a flour sack made into a mask over his face sped past her home, a shotgun out the window. She watched her father die before he hit the ground as her own blood filled her eyes. Those images were the last things she saw for seven years.
Left for dead by the supposed avenging angel of Anglo pride that felled her father, she clung onto life long enough for her mother to find her. Thanks to her father’s many supporters on both sides of the color line, she made her way to a hospital in Tennessee. Doctors determined that even though she was not dead, she might as well have been. Carrying the faith of her husband, that little girl’s mother refused to believe that and carried her daughter back to Arkansas. In the home she was born in, she lay comatose until the day after her twentieth birthday. Never a twitch or a mumble. Not until that day.
She awoke to a new world. A world where her mother had found new love. A world where people with strange gifts now populated the skylines and news headlines. And a world where a young woman still had the last memories of a thirteen year old witness to her father’s murder. As well as something more.
That little girl, as she lay drifting toward death in her front yard, had looked up enough to see her father’s killer return to see if either of them remained alive. He reached up, laughing, and pulled the sack from his head. The newspapers and courts had ruled the preacher’s murder the handiwork of a white man ‘protecting his heritage’. But what she had seen that night was the face of a black man. The businessman her mother now called husband.
That memory did not come easily to her, only in fits and flashes. And with it came something else. Horrible images in her sleep at night began manifesting themselves before her eyes in the light of day. At first afraid she was still trapped in her coma, she began doubting her own sanity as her dreams literally walked around her more and more every day. Until in the confines of the room that had been her home for seven years, she watched the scene play out in front of her. A solid image of the man who killed her father and meant to kill her. Standing over her, pulling his mask away. And revealing her stepfather. She cried out, desperate for answers, knowing she had lost all grip on reality.
Then, behind her, on her shoulder with the softness of baby’s breath was her father’s hand. Not her father, but another bit of imagination come alive. Somehow, she never understood the reason, she’d been given something in exchange for her seven years. Abilities like no other. And she used it, first for her own purposes. The costume was a necessity in the beginning, a way to keep her mother safe until she had enough to hang the man who killed her father. A loose fitting multicolored collection of rags and remnants with strands of cloth attached at her arms to the sides of her clothing. And when she spread her arms, the cloth opened like wings. And that little girl lost became Daydream and flew into history on her own angel’s wings.
OK, there you have it. This character could very easily be taken several directions pulp wise. The original concept has her powers being basically able to make images from her dreams hard and real for anywhere from a matter of seconds to up to an hour. You’ll understand when you read it.
Now, remember the rules as laid out above. If you take this one and run with it, just remember to credit where the idea came from. And please, let me know either via the comments page here at ALL PULP or at allpulp@yahoo.com if you are going to try your hand. I’m having to farm them out to see them live beyond the meager beginning I give them, but it doesn’t mean they’re not still my kids. Take care of ‘em, will ya?
Tommy Hancock
11/8/10
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THIS WEEK ON MOONSTONE CLIFFHANGER FICTION-
AP: Thanks for taking the time to answer a few questions for us, Tommy. Can you explain exactly what your title is at Moonstone and what your job duties entail?
TH: Sure! I am Marketing and Promotions Coordinator and the title pretty much explains the job duties. I am the guy responsible for making sure the buying public knows what Moonstone produces and buys that product. I will be working on various ways to make sure that both that niche that already buys from Moonstone and that largely untouched ‘non pulp’ market as well get full exposure to the wonderful lineup that Moonstone carries. It’s a pretty big responsibility, being the town crier for guys like The Spider, Kolchak, Zorro, and so on.
Basically, I’ll handle both ‘in the box’ and ‘out of the box’ promotional and marketing plans. I’ll put together press releases, interviews, and various forms of information and make sure that every outlet I can get to has them. I will also be looking at past promotions as well as future possibilities for putting a twist on the Moonstone line, a hook to pull in everyone who isn’t reading our stuff and to keep those who are coming back.
AP: How did the opportunity to work for Moonstone come about?
TH: Actually, I have ALL PULP and my convention/conference, Pulp Ark, to thank for that. While getting ready for Pulp Ark, I met Mike Bullock. We are both members of The Pulp Factory, a yahoo group focused on pulp. Through my being one of the Spectacled Seven, I came into contact with several other Moonstone creators, such as Martin Powell, Win Eckert, and others. The support from those I have come to know contributed greatly to this opportunity. Gaining a familiarity with the content Moonstone puts together, I just started visiting with Bullock and talking about various ways ALL PULP could help Moonstone, which led to ALL PULP’s Moonstone Mondays. Those discussions continued and eventually Mike and I talked about me contributing some marketing assistance to Moonstone. He talked with Joe Gentile, Moonstone EIC about it. Well, by that time, my idea creatin’ brain had already spun out more than just a little help. Those discussions turned into Joe and I talking about what I could do as an active staffer. A phone conversation later, I was the Marketing and Promotions Coordinator.
AP: There’s kind of an unspoken fear amongst many of the small press pulp publishers that the bigger publishers might eventually “strike it rich” with the pulp characters and then drive the smaller presses out of business — how do you think the success of failure of ventures like The Return of the Originals or First Wave might impact smaller outfits like Pro Se Productions, Wild Cat Books, Black Coat Press, Airship 27, etc.?
TH: Although several of the smaller outfits are producing both original and public domain based content, I truly believe that there is room for everyone at this point. Now, Moonstone is positioned better than a lot of the smaller outfits, including Pro Se Productions, the outfit I’m a partner in. The field, though, is still open enough for all to make the big strike at some point or another. Sure, Moonstone may hit the right vein in the market, but Airship 27 could do the same thing. I personally feel like smaller publishers have a better chance of making it big pushing original creations. That’s why I’m handling the magazines at Pro Se the way I am. But, again, the market is wide open enough that I don’t think failure of the bigger companies in the Pulp arena will necessarily impact and success can only help us all.
AP: Anything else you’d like to add about your new position or Moonstone’s role in the pulp community?
TH: I hope that I can do my position justice, not just for Moonstone, but for the furtherance of the pulp genre as a whole because I really do believe, at this point, success for one company, big or little, means well for all of us with our hands deep in pulp!
Strange but true: one of Russell Crowe’s first acting jobs was playing Eddie and Dr. Scott in a touring production of The Rocky Horror Show back in the 80s. And thanks to the wonders of the Internet, we have footage:
And a little Dr. Strangelove too, I see…
TIPPIN’ HANCOCK’S HAT-Reviews by Tommy Hancock
The Devil’s Mouthpiece-A Tale of The Avenger
Written by Martin Powell
Published in THE AVENGER CHRONICLES, VOLUME 1-Moonstone Books
When you mention Pulp, all sorts of general images spring to mind. Blazing guns. Flying fists. Dastardly villains. Then there are the specific images that come to mind, three usually in particular. Sort of Pulp’s own unofficial Trinity. There’s the veritable superhuman hero, then the vigilante shrouded in darkness and mysticism, and then there’s…Richard Henry Benson. The Avenger.
It’s no secret to any of you who wait to see me Tip My Hat that I like Martin Powell’s work. He has a great grasp on the pulp style and shows an understanding of his characters like no other. This story, his contribution to the first volume of Moonstone’s AVENGER CHRONICLES is mostly no different.
The story opens with action and intrigue right off the bat, both characteristics of The Avenger and Powell’s work overall. We get to know who Benson is right away in a really cool way, through the eyes of a street thug. Then we move on at an almost breakneck speed to the offices of Justice, Inc, after a strange interlude involving a widow and a street beggar. Powell uses that fantastic skill of his in getting us comfortable with Benson’s team, giving us the feeling we’ve known them forever, even if the reader hasn’t. What unfolds from here is a tantalizing tale that gives hints into Benson’s past that possibly threaten his present and may mean no future for the Avenger.
Overall, the story was a fast paced, typical Powell pulp read. This tale, however, was a bit too stop-and-go at times. Not that I want my pulp laid out for me easy peasie from the beginning, but I felt a little confused even three quarters into the tale about how it would all tie together. Having said that, Powell ties it up all nicely with a blood red bow by the end and ‘THE DEVIL’S MOUTHPIECE’ as a whole is a good read for any Pulp fan.
Three out of Five Tips of Hancock’s Hat (Definitely a good Pulp read and worth the time.)