I have (once again) found the surface of my desk so I can write on that surface — but behind me on the recliner is a pile of papers that needs to be reassigned to another location. And in my mind this desk belongs to the other side of the house as I contemplate converting the master bedroom back into a bedroom and the second bedroom back into an office.
Here and there I found Bible verses I’ve written down through the years. I must revisit those verses. I wrote each of them down for a reason, and I must recapture those reasons.
I look up from my journal and see three notes to myself on the back wall of this rolltop desk. One is a mission statement that begins, “At the end of each path is a finished book.” Another, recalling a Super Bowl moment from nearly 15 years ago, says in big bold letters, “IT IS TIME.” The third is a Ray Bradbury quote that begins, “Action is hope.”
It feels like it is (once again) time for me to take action and start moving down those paths. Clearing the desk is Action #1 — not to be confused with the comic book worth millions, but right now it feels like a million dollars worth of sound advice.
I don’t know how these thoughts come to me. It occurs to me that if I had been able to follow through on my original idea for superhero Myke Phoenix, then Myke Phoenix Magazine #445 would have come out this month.
Why it came to me is fairly simple — I saw that Amazing Spider-Man #1,000 is due at the comic book stores later this month, and that got me thinking about what an amazing milestone that is.
I have always been a fan of Lester Dent, the pulp writer who produced most of the 182 Doc Savage novels that were published from 1933 to 1949 in a magazine that was monthly for most of its run. In the late 1980s I imagined a monthly magazine that would feature a superhero of my own creation.
Myke Phoenix was/is the alter ego of Paul Phillips, a radio reporter who gains the ability to inhabit the body of a super-powered ancient hero named Mychus. Myke became the protector of Astor City, a medium-sized city somewhere in the Midwest.
Because I had a day job, I didn’t think I could pump out a 50,000-word novel every month, but 10,000 words felt doable, and I figured that since comic books had displaced pulp magazines in the marketplace, maybe I could manage a pulp that takes about as long to read as the average comic book, to accommodate modern attention spans.
Starting around January 1990, I finished four episodes and a short story, and I conceived a fifth story, “The Puzzle of the Talking Dinosaur,” which would reveal and introduce the arch-villain Deinonychus who had been behind much of the mayhem that had plagued Astor City in the first four stories. But in those days there was no way to self-publish books or magazines without expending a great deal of money, and so I let logistics scuttle the project before that fifth adventure, and I tucked it all away until I would have the money or the world changed, whichever came first.
I still didn’t have the money in 2008, but the world changed. Print-on-demand services and the Kindle allowed me to publish The Adventures of Myke Phoenix for basically zero upfront cash, and the idea of a monthly feature tickled the back of my mind again.
It stayed back there until 2013, when I finally wrote a new Myke Phoenix story, “Song of the Serial Kisser.” Not long afterward I came up with “Firespiders,” which is now known as “Spiders of Fire” for reasons I forget. And then my brain finally shifted to a place where my original concept might kick in.
I wrote down 10 more story titles for what would be a 12-story arc, and in 2014 I wrote and published Myke Phoenix ebooks once a month from February through November, including by the way The Puzzle of the Talking Dinosaur. “I can do this,” I realized, and I was having a grand old time until I failed to come up with a clear idea of where to take the series after that 12th episode. I did create a paperback edition of all 12 new novelettes called Year of the Dinosaur, so named because Deinonychus was again the central villain.
When the corporation eliminated my day job in late 2016, I started publishing the novelettes in short books, most of them 64 pages, and developed the first 12 before I was offered a new newspaper job, so that plan stalled before I could begin actively marketing it.
Three more years went by, and by 2019 I figured I was done with Myke, so with a bit of rewriting, I collected all 16 novelettes and two short stories into a 732-page behemoth titled Myke Phoenix: The Complete Novelettes, which is still available on print-on-demand to this day.
I think about Myke from time to time — I’ve even tinkered with the idea of a novel or two, so that I don’t turn “The Complete Novelettes” into false advertising. Will he ever return? I can’t say — not because I’m being coy, I just don’t know where the muse is taking me these days.
Part of me is disappointed I was only able to maintain a monthly schedule for 10 months. Part of me is proud to have maintained a monthly schedule for 10 months. Those are the conflicting ways of looking at the idea of Myke Phoenix Magazine #445.
It was breathlessly reported this week that the new Toho Ltd. Godzilla movie, Godzilla Minus Zero, has a running time of 2 hours, 15 minutes, which makes it the longest Godzilla movie ever filmed in Japan. A couple of the American-made movies of the past decade have been a little longer than that. The last Japanese film, Godzilla Minus One, clocked in at 2 hours, 2 minutes.
People like to talk about such stuff in enormous detail — what do we hope happens to the characters and will any of the other giant monsters like Rodan or Mothra make an appearance — and although I do enjoy the sneak previews we get in the trailers, I’m mostly content just to wait and see what happens when the lights go down on Nov. 6.
The Green Bay Packers’ first pre-season game is scheduled for tonight, and so talking season is upon us again. Sports fans in general and specifically Packers fans love to talk about their team. There are radio stations devoted to nothing but talking about the upcoming games and the games that were just completed and what it all means. Me, I will enjoy the three hours watching the game and won’t think much about it again for the next 165 hours before the next game.
I had a shocking realization last weekend when it occurred to me that the new Spider-Man movie had been out for a week and not only have I not seen it yet, but I had not even thought about it since around July 29 when I thought, “Huh, Spider-Man: Brand New Day is coming out in a couple of days.”
Now, I have been a Spider-Man fan since the summer of 1963, when I spent 12 of the 25 cents my dad had given me — comic book money — on an interesting looking new title called Amazing Spider-Man #4. If I wasn’t at the first showing on the first day, I definitely have been there sometime during the first few days every time a new Spider-Man movie has arrived.
This time, it completely slipped my mind. For more than a week! I hope this doesn’t mean I finally grew up after 73 years. Probably not. Did I mention the new Godzilla movie is 2 hours, 15 minutes long?
