Batman '42, Quinn's AnalysisSCENE: In the Joker’s lair after his latest defeat by Batman.Batman '42, Quinn's Analysis by Sir-Talen
Joker: I can’t believe it! Who does Batman think he is, anyway?
Harley: Pewsonally I think he’s Bruce Wayne.
Joker: (blinks in surprise) How’dya figure that one?
Harley: Well think about it. Batman has that car and all those fancy gadgets, and the martial arts training. Bruce Wayne has the money t’ pay that sort of thing, and he disappeared into the Orient for several years, plus he likely suffers from deep-seated trauma and possibly a psychotic break due to his witnessing the murder of his parents at a young age. I’d also conjecture that he has deep-seated issues with his sexuality, what with never marrying and the string of girlfriends he never seems to get past second base with, and the fact that Batman runs around all night wearing a black rubber suit.
(BEAT, as everyone in the room stares at her like she’s grown a second head)
What? I am
The Long Recovery of Judy Hopps, Play the Game“Hey Carrots, you got any polyhedrals?” Nick asked one afternoon. It had been raining all morning, and the farmhouse had become notably cramped as all of Judy’s younger siblings grew bored and restless with being stuck inside.The Long Recovery of Judy Hopps, Play the Game by Sir-Talen
“They’re in a coffee can on the back shelf of the hobby room,” she answered absently, not looking up from the Sudoku puzzle she’d been grumbling at for the past ten minutes. From upstairs she could hear her mom calling out to Teddy and Phil to turn down the volume on the PreyStation in their room, while on the living room coffee table in front of her Molly and Sassy were working on the same puzzle they’d been fussing over for a week.
“Thanks!” Nick scooted out the door, coming back a moment later to ask sheepishly, “Where’s the hobby room?”
“First basement level, next to Dad’s old train diorama,” she provided. Nick disappeared down the basement steps, returning triumph
The Long Recovery of Judy Hopps, the HammockWhen Nick had first come to visit the farm, he'd spent one night in the guest room and then declared that he'd sleep on the hammock rigged on the back porch for the rest of his stay.The Long Recovery of Judy Hopps, the Hammock by Sir-Talen
"I'm not trying to be rude," he'd told Stu and Bonnie, "It's just that it's really... um..."
"Cramped?" Judy had put in helpfully.
"Something like that," he'd agreed. Later that evening, as they both leaned on the porch rail, looking up at the stars, he'd told her, "Living under that bridge for so long made me a little allergic to enclosed spaces."
"I can understand that. That dinky apartment I've got back in Zootopia is still huge when its just me instead of me and five of my sisters," Judy told him. After a moment she asked, "Is that the only reason?"
"No," he admitted with a grimace. "Look, I'm a modern fox, but I'm still a predator. Being stuck in a house with four hundred bunnies..." He ran his paw over his ears. "It's not like I want to eat anybody, but all the scents just put me on edge."
The Long Recovery of Judy Hopps"I'm fine."The Long Recovery of Judy Hopps by Sir-Talen
"I'm not fine," Judy sighed, watching the green hills go by outside the observation car, as the high speed Zootopia Express zoomed towards Bunnyburrow.
"Yes, you are," Nick countered. "You got out of the hospital in record time."
"Five weeks is not a record," she replied. Judy moved her right arm experimentally, wincing slightly as she felt pain twinges running across her broken and re-healed clavicle and shoulder blade, listening to the bones click.
Nick smiled, leaning back in his seat, "Beats the heck out of the alternative."
"Yeah," she agreed, then sighed. "This is going to be the longest six months of my life."
"It's a vacation, enjoy it."
"It's recovery," Judy countered, nose twitching. "I need to get back into shape so I can retake the ZPD physical exam. If I don't make it..."
"You'll... be... fine, Carrots," Nick firmly. "Unless you start pushing yourself too hard like you always do and manage to pop
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OK, for those of you who didn’t know, I’m in the process of putting together The Complete Red Vixen Adventures, which have all of the primary RVA stories (Captive of the Red Vixen, Shadow of the Red Vixen, Shadow of Her Sins, Shadow of Doubt, and The Red Vixen at Sea), in addition to the side stories I Fought the Claw and the Claw Won, Solstice Gifts, The Parable of the Glassblower and an appendix with several of the worldbuilding articles I’ve written over the years, plus possibly interior illustrations if I put together a Kickstarter for the audiobook and add them as a stretch goal.
Currently the ebook version of this monster is going to be a hair over 450 pages at 12 point type. Big, but perfectly reasonable. It’s not like it’ll add any weight to your Kindle.
Going with the same type size (to save my already terrible eyesight) in a trade paperback size, that will work out to over eleven hundred and fifty pages. Cheating and reducing the typeface to 10 point will drop it down to just over seven hundred and eighty pages. That’s frigging Stephen King and GRRM territory.
Just wondering if I should still go through with this, give it up, or blind everyone with an 8 pt. typeface...