11/11/10
THIS WEEK ON THE BOOK CAVE!! Barry Reese joins Art and Ric for their 100th episode to discuss the October Book of the Month; The Rook Vol. 5.
Check out ALL PULP’S official podcast, THE BOOK CAVE here-
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11/11/10
THIS WEEK ON THE BOOK CAVE!! Barry Reese joins Art and Ric for their 100th episode to discuss the October Book of the Month; The Rook Vol. 5.
Check out ALL PULP’S official podcast, THE BOOK CAVE here-
http://thebookcave.libsyn.com/
AND AVAILABLE SOON FROM ALTUS PRESS!!
Dime Detective Magazine was second only to Black Mask as the dean of detective/P.I./hard boiled pulp magazines, and was the home of Carroll John Daly, Frederick Nebel, John D. MacDonald, Cornell Woolrich, Erle Stanley Gardner, and many other top-notch scribes. This book indexes all 274 issues of Dime Detective, contains several articles on the series and its writers, and as a bonus, the fifth anniversary round-robin story from the November 1936 issue, “The Tonguess Men,” by William E. Barrett, Carroll John Daly, Frederick C. Davis, T. T. Flynn, and John Lawrence.
The Secret 6 Classics: League of the Grateful Dead: Featuring The Suicide Squad
Authored by Emile C. Tepperman
NUMBERS BY NEVINS!!!!
This tidbit of Pulp News was courtesy of two or three interested readers who are members of mailing lists along with noted pulp historian/fact gatherer/etc., Jess Nevins!!
According to the email sent to at least one of these groups by Nevins,
“On the off-chance that someone here might find the following
entertaining or useful….
I’ve been compiling statistics on the pulps for a while now, and
have begun posting them on my blog (http://ratmmjess.livejournal.com)
under the tag Pulp data (so http://ratmmjess.livejournal.com/tag/pulp%20data).
So far I’ve done an overall breakdown of number of titles in individual
genres (including detective/mystery, of course) as a percentage of the
whole, an analysis of the German pulps, a couple of spreadsheets listing
the titles of all European pulps and all European detective pulps,
and most recently an analysis of the market share of all American
pulps by genre for 1936, 1921, 1922, and 1923–I intend to
eventually cover 1921-1949.
Jess Nevins”
Continuing writer Garth Ennis’ successful longstanding working relationship with Dynamite Entertainment, the publisher today announcde the newest hard-hitting series from Garth entitled Jennifer Blood.
The title character is a suburban wife and mom by day, and a ruthless vigilante by night! Every day she makes breakfast, takes the kids to school, cleans the house, naps for an hour or two, makes dinner, puts the kids to bed, and kisses her husband goodnight. At night she goes down to the secret compartment in the basement, tools up with all manner of high-powered weaponry, goes downtown and kills bad guys by the dozen- then comes home to her family.
The story is told in the form of her diary, a little pink one with a rabbit on the front. This suburban punisher is ready to be unleashed in a story that can only be told by the legendary Garth Ennis. The company has withheld the name of the series artist but did confirm that painter Tim Bradstreet will provide the covers when the series arrives in Febraury.
“I’ve been writing such grim, serious stuff for so long now that I fancied having some fun again,” says writer Garth Ennis. “Pitch-black fun, yes, but fun all the same. Hence Jennifer Blood.”
“Garth has an uncanny ability to create compelling characters from scratch,” Dynamite President Nick Barrucci said in a press release. “From The Boys to Preacher – as well as re-defining an iconic character like The Punisher – we’re proud to be working with Garth on Jennifer Blood! Tim Bradstreet painting the main covers is icing on the cake!”
Airship 27 Productions & Cornerstone Book Publishers are thrilled to present the next wave in all out action pulp avengers as created by today’s finest pulp writers. During the golden days of American pulps hundreds of masked avengers were created to battle evildoers around the globe. The Black Bat, Moon Man, Domino Lady, and the Purple Scar to name only a few of these amazing pulp heroes. Now Airship 27 Productions introduces pulp readers to brand new pulp heroes cast in the mold of their 1930s counterparts. Get ready for high octane thrills and adventure with…
THE BAGMAN by B.C. Bell – A former street thug, Frank “Mac” MaCullough now fights the very gang bosses her grew up admiring in defense of the poor and helpless in his Chicago neighborhood. RED VEIL by Aaron Smith – When her beloved cop husband is gunned down and the police refuse to investigate, Irish immigrant Alice Carter downs red widow’s garb and dishes out her own brand of justice. GRIDIRON by David Boop – Crippled by the mob for not throwing a game, star football player Gordon “Gory” Burrell is tragically transformed into a bizarre metal man. Accepting his fate, he vows to destroy those who prey on the weak. DUSK by Barry Reese – Haunted by a brutal past, Sue Timlin dons a mask and becomes judge, jury and executioner to those villains the law cannot touch, all the while maintaining a unique secret that gives her the upper hand in her war on crime.
Here are four brand new action-packed pulp thrillers starring bizarre, original heroes to thrill and excite pulps fans everywhere. Features a cover by the amazing Ingrid Hardy, with interior illos and design by Rob Davis and edited by Ron Fortier. All brought to you by Airship 27 Productions – Pulps for a new generation!
ISBN: 1-934935-79-4
ISBN 13: 978-1-934935-79-8
Produced by Airship 27
Published by Cornerstone Book Publishers
Release date: 11-12-10
Retail Price: $21.95
Available at on-line store (http://www.airship27.com/)
ALL PULP tips all of its hats to the Veterans of our Armed Forces on this Day of Veterans.
No greater sacrifice does a man or woman make than the chance they may die for countless faces they’ll never see.
No greater mission is there to undertake than the protection of the freedom and democracy the many have because of the few who fight for it.
No greater honor do the Spectacle Seven and ALL PULP have than to be able to say…Thank you for wearing the uniform. Thank you for picking up the gun. Thank you for standing between them and us and keeping us safe.
If you have memories, comments, images, stories (fiction or true life) that you would like to share, please email them throughout today to allpulp@yahoo.com and they will be posted on our main page in honor of our Veterans. Of course, the pulpier the better, but even if it’s just a comment or a single sentence…send it on, won’t you?
FROM TOM JOHNSON-
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| Tom Johnson (knelt on right) |
No war story, but sooner or later someone always asks the question, “Where were you when President Kennedy was assassinated?” For me, that’s an easy answer. I was working the evening shift on patrol (MPs) in France when we heard that he had been assassinated. As people are want to do, the enlisted clubs became violent with pro and anti Kennedy arguments, and we were kept busy that night breaking up fights. It is a night that I will never forget. A time when the world should have been in mourning, the soldier still found something to fight about.
Tom Johnson (1958 to 1971)
FROM TOMMY HANCOCK
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| The wall my Dad guarded |
I’m not a veteran, but I’m the son of one. I used to ask my father what he did in the Army and all he ever said was, “I was a guard.” When asked what he guarded, his response was always, “One side of a wall.” My response as a kid was always, “Just a wall?? One wall?” And he would say, “Not even the whole thing. Just one side.”
It was years later when we watched President Ronald Reagan talking about tearing that wall down that I looked at my father and saw the tears in his eyes and the smile on his face.
We don’t get along most of the time, but that is one of the many moments I love him for.
Convention Review: Memphis Comic And Fantasy Convention
On November 5 – 6, 2010 I was proud to be one of the guests on hand for the first Memphis Comic And Fantasy Convention in Memphis Tennessee. First year conventions are always a mystery when deciding whether to do the show as a guest. Like most first time shows, this one had a few first year bugs to work out, but they were minor. The guest list was impressive and I had a wonderful time. The set up was well done although I would have preferred to see more events happening in the main hall of the Cook Convention Center. Along with the open main hall there was a dealer’s room, artist alley (where I was set up), and a panel room.
The convention was very family friendly and I was excited to see a lot of kids on hand. Which brings me to the highlight of my weekend. The show opened to the public at 1 p.m. on Friday. However, before that, from 10 a.m. until 1 p.m. the convention, in conjunction with local schools brought kids to the show on a field trip. There were Q & A sessions with actors, artists, and writers as well as demonstrations, cartoons, video games, movies, and costumed heroes and villains all signing autographs. I was excited to see all of the kids on hand. Not only was their enthusiasm infectious, but it was great to see them looking over the comic books and art. If I had known about the field trip beforehand I would have made sure to bring some Life In The Faster Lane cards to pass out. Still, everyone who stopped by my table got a Lance Star: Sky Ranger postcard, which the kids seemed to enjoy.
Guests for the weekend included Star Trek: The Next Generation’s Denise Crosby, wrestler and comic book artist Jerry (The King) Lawler, Actor and comic book artist Arne Starr, along with artists such as Billy Tackett, Martheus Wade, Gary Friedrich, Mitch Brietwiester, Jason Craig, Mitch Foust, and more. Also on hand were writers like myself, Sean Taylor, Allan Gilbreath, Kimberly Richardson, and more.
I had a great time at the first Memphis Comic And Fantasy Convention. I certainly hope there is a second show in 2011 and that they invite me back again. You can learn more about the convention at http://www.memphiscfc.com/. http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=573923&id=625160511&l=b22ef141ce (photos can be viewed even if you don’t have a Facebook account).
Photos from the weekend can be found on my Facebook page at
Bobby
Bobby Nash, conventions, Memphis Comic And Fantasy Convention, Memphis, Tennessee
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