Tag Archives: comic book

Solomon’s Test (Superhero fiction)

Posted on June 23, 2014 by lacolem1

One week a Cape, and it’s all come crashing down on him. One week is all it took, and now Solomon was about to die. He and Blithe lay in twin craters of rubble, the dust starting to settle. They … Continue reading →

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Plight of the Moronic Savant (or Why DC Comics Shouldn’t Try to be Perfect…Just Interesting)

Posted on June 10, 2014 by lacolem1

There’s a recurring theme in modern fiction of the secretly talented jerk. You know the type: not really idiot savants–who exhibit brilliance despite disability–these cats usually choose and wear their yokes because they just don’t care. They’re the James T. Kirks, the … Continue reading →

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The Primary Color (Superhero flash fiction)

Posted on June 5, 2014 by lacolem1

  “The dreams are getting stronger,” August said, thumping his forehead against the passenger window as Samson Falls zoomed by. The world was gray and listless. Buildings, statues, people…everything appeared and disappeared with hueless flashes, like bloodless blinks, leaving only a … Continue reading →

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Man of Steel: A Comic Fan’s Review (with a full sy-snark-sis)

Posted on June 14, 2013 by lacolem1

Here’s my snark-infested synopsis and review of Warner Brothers’ Man of Steel.  If you want to avoid the bulk of the spoilers, just go the overview and analysis. And don’t take the snark too seriously.  Doesn’t mean I don’t like … Continue reading →

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American Soil (Superhero origin)

Posted on May 16, 2013 by lacolem1

The Tibots were strange, but as customers  they were dependable. When Anwar’s father noticed their latest order—yet another jar of soil, this time from Tunisia–was unclaimed, he dispatched his son to deliver it. While it was unusual for for Mr. … Continue reading →

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Heroes Don’t Come to Prudence Street

Posted on January 28, 2013 by lacolem1

They clash in complementary colors–superpeople–hero versus villain  spandex versus leather, ideal versus the outside world. They clash, knuckles meeting flesh, bone crushing concrete, the surrounding air crackling, ionized with spite. They clash for the entire neighborhood to see, as if for … Continue reading →

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The Meek

Posted on January 1, 2013 by lacolem1

Everything was black, then blurry, then clear. Focus on the moment, Matt found himself muttering. Remember. “Outa sorts, eh?” He searched for the voice’s source. No one. Surrounding him was a waiting room, but for such a small space things were panoramic, … Continue reading →

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The Short Side of Time Part Three (Graphic novel script)

Posted on January 27, 2012 by lacolem1

Read part one here. Read part two here . PAGE THREE PANEL ONE–Time stops.  A bird in flight, now stuck between seconds and in the path of Jason’s rampage, gets violently knocked aside.  Until time restarts, the panels should be toned … Continue reading →

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The Freakgirl Cometh

Posted on January 23, 2012 by lacolem1

The Life Before/The Accident I wasn’t looking for attention. Okay, maybe I was, but I wasn’t trying to kill myself. Geez. You wouldn’t know that with the oh-so-subtle way my bubble-gum shrink of a dad laid it out for me, … Continue reading →

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The Short Side of Time Part Two

Posted on January 20, 2012 by lacolem1

Read the first part here. PAGE TWO PANEL ONE (WIDE)–We’re in a neatly trimmed cemetary and it’s about to storm. There’s a smattering of people, most the New Age sort, others less conspicuous and clearly uneasy.  At the center is Jason Pearson. He’s … Continue reading →

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