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Modern Geek Chronicles:
A Modern Geek Book Review
I’ve been nursing a bum shoulder for the past week and hopped up on happy pills, so today’s Modern Geek will be a re-posting of a comic book review I did for the comic book bin back in the days when I used to write for them. Sorry for not posting something 100% new, but happy pills make writing pretty tricky. Hopefully, you’ll enjoy this review anyhow. (And, for the record, Old Man Logan is still worth reading…but maybe only if you can borrow it from someone.)
Old Man Logan: How the Best Wolverine Story in a Decade
Crashed & Burned
Before we begin, let’s make two things very clear:
1) I like Mark Millar. I’m a fan, plain and simple. I’ve been a fan since way, way back in the days of The Authority when he worked over at Wildstorm. I currently own a copy of Superman: Red Son and cannot recommend it highly enough. And, let’s face it, his Civil War story arc was, hands down, the best crossover event Marvel’s had since the Age of Apocalypse epic back in the nineties. And don’t even get me started on how terrific his new series Kick Ass is!
So, as you read this, remember: I like the guy.
2) SPOILER ALERT!!!! If you haven’t already read Old Man Logan, then stop now, unless you’re okay with finding out how things end.
Having said all of that, let’s get down to the brass tacks: Dive deeper…
This is a sample from a project I’m currently working on that, much like my writing, combines poetry and comic books. This project will be my attempt to create a graphic poetry collection based on my manuscript “…hide behind me…” which was my thesis and which has had much success in individual poem publications.
Where my poetry tends to pull the comic book world into it, this project is an attempt to fuse the two worlds evenly. This sample is from VERY early in the project’s development, but still something I thought I’d share as I believe this project will come out to be something very special in the end. Enjoy.
(Note: This character is NOT Batman (the funky haircut probably gave that away. Ha!) He’s a lifelong criminal by the name of Iron Man Vasquez who, for a moment, tried to redeem himself by pretending to be a hero. The poems here reflect his thoughts as he looks back on his life in his dying moments.)
Chewing the Bones of Teenage Love
In school together, she and I ain’t talked.
I was the big, mean demon her old man
told her would hurt her deep. He said I’d stalk
and rape and kill her. “That’s all his kind can
digest,” I heard him tell her once. Dive deeper…
I am very proud to announce that my first poetry collection, We Call This Thing Between Us Love, is now available for advance ordering from Main Street Rag. The release date is December 13 but it’s available for pre-ordering right now. And, more importantly, pre-ordering saves you money!
The book is $9.00 if purchased in advance and $14.00 after release. So save some cabbage and buy in advance!
Here’s where you go to buy the book: www.mainstreetrag.com/store/ComingSoon.php
And here’s the bio page (which has samples): www.mainstreetrag.com/JMott.html
Blurbs about the book:
Tradition of Oral History
There is a story my sister tells
on some restless summer nights
when she has come to visit
and the children have been put to bed
and she and I have remained—
slouched on the porch, staring out
over the cow pasture, sliding off
into that hour of night when the air
has that creamy smell of cedars
and all the years we have spent
watching them surge up and out
into this unusual world. Like all legends,