The Clone’s responsible, not me. It wasn’t me, it was the Clone.
Yesss…it was the Clone…
Who’s responsible for this thought:
Philip K. Dick on Spider-Man?
Okay, let’s do this. This is what we do, for God’s sake. And anyway Marvel and DC are all about the vanity-plate writers (no offense, vanity-plate writers) these days, and anyway again, it isn’t like any of this is new.
So: vanity-plate writers, from all times, all places. Can you pick the few, the precious few, who could legitimately compete with our own Comic Greats?
I have offered Dick on Spider-Man (Christ, can you imagine it? Dick and Ditko?)
And I’ll even do another:
Anne McCaffrey on Excalibur.
Oh my God, this is hilariously easy.
Way too easy.
They’re like hiccups.
A.E. Van Vogt on Shade The Changing Man.
Jesus, I think I just crapped my pants. That’s the kind of hiccup I’m talking about. The pant-crapping kind. Do I want to ever read a Shade that isn’t Ditko? No, and apologies to Mr. Milligan, but I certainly do not. No way. However there have already been many non-Ditko comics featuring Shade, so this imagining is no betrayal. No money is changing hands, after all…
James Tiptree, Jr. on Green Lantern Corps.
Isaac Asimov on The Metal Men. Un-robots, get it?
Henry Kuttner on Doom Patrol.
John Brunner on X-Men. With Neal Adams pencilling it.
None of this happened, right? It’s just a dream, right?
Poul Anderson on Weirdworld.
Harlan Ellison on Batgirl.
Bruce Stirling on Dr. Strange.
It kind of seems shocking, but it isn’t like I said “James Michener on the Hulk” or anything. These are our guys and gals, the five-cent-a-word guys and gals, genre folk. Richard Matheson on The Spectre, anybody really got a problem with that idea…?
We will talk about this later, Internet. But for now!
Give me a couple of these, or flip ’em over the other way, if you like. The new Lensman novel from Roy Thomas!
Oh, we will talk about it.
But for now!
Let’s let a hundred flowers bloom.
Come on, it’ll be fun.