I have a pretty eclectic taste in books, but my favorite genre has always been science fiction, and my favorite sub-genre of that is military science fiction. But every once in a while, a new niche will take off that has all kinds of interesting possibilites, like Superhero Fiction.
No, not novelizations of comic books or the fucking Avengers movies or the Justice League queers. I’m talking fresh, new superheroes. Superheroes in unusual situations, like a zombie apocalypse. Noirish crime thrillers set in the Louisiana swamp. C-List superheroes with powers so seemingly useless that they’re more of a hindrance than a help. And sometimes, supervillains that you just can’t help feeling sorry for.
All of these were fantastic reads (and re-reads), with interestingly imagined worlds, deeply flawed, vulnerable and most importantly, human characters. Nothing bores the tits off me faster than a godlike, invulnerable hero like Superman. Who gives a shit? There’s nothing at stake because he can’t be killed (until D.C. Comics needs an infusion of capital) and his interior life is b-o-r-i-n-g. I’d rather read about superheroes who have similar needs, hopes and desires. Like me. Superheroes who are sometimes not in the mood for your shit. Like me. Superheroes that are sometimes fuckups. Like me.
If I were a superhero, I’d be Donnie Guillory in “They Tell Me I’m The Bad Guy”, written by R.D. Harless. This character talks like I think. ‘Nuff said.
I don’t know who this guy is, but I know that he’s from Louisiana, so he’s a homeboy, and this is his first novel. Couple of typos and grammar boo-boos, but who gives a shit? Self-publishing has opened up the literary marketplace for both hacks and unknown brilliant comedic writers alike. This guy is one of the latter. If Amazon didn’t exist, I would have missed out on a novel I’ll be reading over and over because some of the lines in it are just that good.
Have a Kindle? It’s only $2.99, so quit being a cheap bastard and do yourself a favor. Buy this book.