Doc Savage didn’t just fight evil. Living in the Depression, he fought suffering.
Hey, we’re a bit late, but there’s still time to discuss what’s going in Previews for January!
Among his many, many books, prolific crime writer Max Allan Collins wrote a trilogy of delightful murder mysteries set in the world of newspaper strips and comic books in the late 1940s and early 1950s.
Another Sunday morning rolls around and here I am, still not entirely free of my cough, but soldiering on. Eventually I’ll catch up with all the posts I’ve missed, but …
Who can forget the classic “I Need You”?
Travis takes a look at the next issue of Cerebus, number 8, which features the Conniptins and their ideals. Fight! Fight! Fight!
It was September of 1974, my first day at a new school. I was 15, but I looked 11. My last class of the day was Drama. I was late. I got to walk in after everyone else was in their seats, so I was completely the center of attention. I made my way awkwardly into the room, trying to look less nervous than I was. One of the girls loudly said “Oh, he’s so little! We can use him as an elf at Christmas!” A loud voice erupted from the back of the room. “I got dibs on Santa!” A big guy was sprawled on a sofa against the back wall. He had absurdly large muttonchop sideburns, and was, improbably enough, wearing a dark green choir robe over his shoulders like a cape. That was my introduction to Wally Oden.