Sean Parker - Death-Con 1: Ha! I'm sure anyone who's attended a Fantasy Convention or Society meeting that didn't go so well will readily identify with protagonist Robert Neville and wish they had the guts to address a 'Tasmin Saylor' figure as he does! Even so, i'm kind of glad he gets his just desserts in the dealers room. I mean, wiping out the author of "the most important addition to the literature of the fantastic since the Gor novels"? What was the mad bastard thinking?
While I'm here, and veering off into a wibbly wobbly world of my own already, I might mention in passing Sean's Character in Filthy Creations #4 for no other reason than I love it: "The Martian slug clung from the ceiling dripping slime on the three pretty prostitutes from the first story Albert had ever written ...".
And L. P. Hartley's William Streeter thought he had problems! At least he was only persecuted by one of his literary creations, not the whole crew. Widowed horror author Albert Hodewood is driven to alcoholism and madness by the massed ghosts of his fictitious creations.
Now, where was I?
Demonik, many thanks for your kind words about my writing (and my music). Its good to hear just now as, as some of you know, I'm having a shit time at the moment. Cheers, cheers ,cheers.
Oh, and in 'character', Hodewoods procession (alone or with others, depending on your point of view) should probably be imagined with the musical accompaniment of Tom Waits singing 'Underground' from Swordfishtrombones...