Monthly Archives: November 2018

Stan Lee was my Father

Not in the Darth Vader/Luke Skywalker sense; more in the Max Perkins/Thomas Wolfe one. (Now THERE’s a literary reference that’s going to cause a Google scramble!). If anyone fired up my imagination and urge to write stories, it was Stan … Continue reading

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Pudding Fist

They gave the Fist to Colleen Wing. Are you kidding me? Now, before you leap on your feminist high horse and give me all that I-am-woman-hear-me-Kiaa crap, understand that it’s not grrl power or anything like that which sparks my … Continue reading

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