Sequential Pulp Comics shared this first look at the cover for the new graphic novel adaptation of Edgar Rice Burroughs’ classic sci-fi adventure, AT THE EARTH’S CORE.
At The Earth’s Core is written by Martin Powell with artwork by Jamie Chase. This project is authorized by ERB, Inc., and published by Sequential Pulp/Dark Horse Comics.
The secret history of the inner world of Pellucidar is discovered by our heroes in this sneak peek page from the new upcoming graphic novel of Edgar Rice Burroughs’ classic sci-fi adventure, AT THE EARTH’S CORE, written by Martin Powell with art by Jamie Chase.
At Earth’s Core is fully authorized by ERB, Inc. and is coming soon from Sequential Pulp/Dark Horse Comics.
New Pulp Publisher, Sequential Pulp Comics has unveiled the cover to Martians Go Home graphic novel adaptation based on the crazy, sexy, apocalyptic dark comedy by Fredric Brown. Written by Martin Powell with art by Lowell Isaac, the Martians Go Home graphic novel is coming soon from Sequential Pulp Comics and Dark Horse Comics.
New Pulp Author Martin Powell shared an excerpt from the upcoming Moonstone release of The Spider in “The City That Couldn’t Sleep.”
Enjoy.
Gunfire erupted, bullets splintering plaster and wooden panels. The Spider was a dark-cloaked blur, springing forward with panther-like prowess. He fired twice, dropping as many hooded thugs, splashing their blood and brains ruby-red across the linoleum. Two more shots punched through another masked skull, and severed a spine into gory splinters.
Only one crook remained. Trembling, he tossed away his weapon, knelt upon the sticky blood-slick floor, and surrendered.
The Master of Men laughed again.
“Smart boy,” he snarled, gliding closer to his prisoner. “You’ve been cleaning up, all over town. Clever jobs. Well organized. Not like everyone else. Maybe you’re immune to the Sleepless Sickness. Perhaps you’re the cause of it. We’re going to have a long talk…and I promise you’re going to tell me exactly where—”
The thug’s eyes spilled tears, gasping behind his mask. The Spider tore away the cowl, revealing killer’s contorted face already blackening with poison he’d consumed from a hollow molar.
There was nothing the Spider could do, except watch him die. He wanted to curse his own failure.
Instead, he laughed. And laughed some more.
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The Spider in “The City That Couldn’t Sleep” is written by Martin Powell with interior illustrations by the legendary Pablo Marcos. Coming soon from Moonstone Books. http://www.moonstonebooks.com/
Sequential Pulp shared some in-progress art from Jamie Chase for the upcoming graphic novel of Edgar Rice Burroughs’ classic sci-fi adventure, AT THE EARTH’S CORE. Written by Martin Powell with art by Jamie Chase and authorized by ERB, Inc. Coming soon from Sequential Pulp/Dark Horse Comics.
Slaves of the Sagoths being forced toward a dire fate, as recreated by artist Jamie Chase.
An art-in-progress view of the Mahars’ Death Arena as visualized by Jamie Chase.
A prehistoric princess personified, “Dian the Beautiful”, by artist Jamie Chase
Martin Powell shared with All Pulp a piece of teaser art from legendary comic book illustrator, Pablo Marcos, from the upcoming story, “The City That Couldn’t Sleep” starring The Spider from Moonstone Books. For twenty-three days no one in New York City had slept.
None could explain it. No one could escape it. The sickness had infected the entire teeming metropolis. The fierce and filthy streets were haunted by mass multitudes of shambling automatons trapped in a living, waking, and endless nightmare.
THE SPIDER returns in “The City That Couldn’t Sleep.” Written by me with stunning interior art by Pablo Marcos. Coming from Moonstone.
New Pulp Author Martin Powell offered a first glimpse at the prehistoric world of Pellucidar as envisioned by artist Jamie Chase, for the upcoming graphic novel based on Edgar Rice Burroughs’ classic sci-fi adventure, At The Earth’s Core.
At The Earth’s Core is written by Martin Powell with art by Jamie Chase and is fully authorized by ERB, Inc. Coming soon from Sequential Pulp Comics and Dark Horse Comics.
New Pulp Author, Martin Powell shared the news of a team up he’s writing featuring pulp heroes The Spider and Operator 5.
“Well, I thought I was done with THE SPIDER,” Powell said. “Until I was approached a few days ago to write a historic first-time-ever team-up prose novella of THE SPIDER with OPERATOR 5. This will be featured in Moonstone’s upcoming OPERATOR 5 anthology, along with other thrill-a-second adventures from some of the finest pulp authors today. I’m dedicating my tale to the memory of the late Howard Hopkins, a great friend and brilliant writer, who surely would have been included in this volume. This one is for you, pal.”
New Pulp Author Martin Powell sent us the following announcement. —
Okay. I’m spilling the news. Wild Cat Books has given me their official nod to announce that my THE HALLOWEEN LEGION will return in a brand new prose novel set for release before October 31, 2012.
A fresh new idea galloped into my brain yesterday while I was taking Trudaloo the beagle for her walk and by the time we got back home I’d thought the whole thing through. I can’t wait to start writing …the new book.
So, along with the graphic novel, already in progress, to be published by Sequential Pulp/Dark Horse Comics, my little group of Trick ‘R Treatin’ weirdos will be returning in THE HALLOWEEN LEGION Book Two, “The Night of the Living Fossil”, from Wild Cat Books. I’m very thrilled that the cover and interior chapter headings will be illustrated by the multi-talented Ver Curtiss.
And don’t forget, my critically-acclaimed THE HALLOWEEN LEGION Book One has been nominated for three Pulp Ark Awards, including Best Novel, Best Author, and a much-deserved Best Cover nomination for the amazing Danny Kelly.
Available in print and Kindle editions. Order yours before the next full moon!
This piece was arranged immediately following the announcement of the passing of Howard Hopkins, noted Pulp Writer/Editor. It is published now as those participating have all completed their thoughts and remembrances.
From Tommy Hancock
My friendship with Howard Hopkins, and I can definitely refer to it as that, was one of emails, keyboards, and computer screens. I’d only seen Howard in the occasional image on his Facebook page, most notably that pic of him leaned against a tree. But it was also a friendship founded on mutuality. We were both writers, we had a massive jones for Pulp and genre fiction in general, and we were both fairly active in pursuing that love for that sort of thing in our own ways. From my side, there was also a basis of reverence in a sense. That may sound corny, but it’s true. There have been a handful of writers I’ve looked up to for a long time, long before I was published or a publisher myself. Authors who I recognized were working in New Pulp before it even had that name attached directly to it. It was a short list initially, mind you one that has grown over time, but of the few names that were on that initial list, Howard Hopkins was one.
As sudden as Howard’s passing was, his effect on me and, as I’ve learned, other writers and I think in the long run on the field of Pulp fiction in general, has been a gradual, ever growin
g positive one. Whether or not he was tackling a known character from the vast library of Pulp and literature, editing the work of others putting their own brand on what has come before, or crafting all new tales to terrify, tantalize, and tease from his own expansive imagination, Howard always brought something extra to what he did.
There was a vitality, a strength, an ever present energy to Howard’s work, to even his email interactions. You could sense it, it was this palpable wave of excitement, of happiness to be digging his way into this work that wasn’t just a job, but more of a life’s work for
him. Our first long extensive correspondence began a few months ago as I was considering stepping up my efforts in the Western genre and, if you didn’t know this already, one of the strongest modern voices in that field as far as I’m concerned is Howard Hopkins. As he outlined for me his thoughts on how I could accomplish that and gave me tips and hints, he also did something else that I’m not even sure he was aware of. These emails, some of them simply a few lines in response to my queries, read to me like adventures all their own. The very sense of Howard’s true passion for the craft of writing and genre work bled through in each and every word. Even though he was looking at moving away from that corner of genre a bit and really wanting to put his effort into his other work, such as the Chloe Files, I still saw the burning need to write, the childlike giddiness of being a part of this field, that Howard had. He poured into his work, into his editing, into his Facebook statuses even.
And that doesn’t even touch the actual work itself. If you’ve never read a Howard Hopkins tale, you’ll find in it all the staples of whatever genre he decided to work in, but there’s more. Howard is in everything he wrote. And I don’t just mean the way that it’s assumed writers write from their own experiences and we pour a little bit of ourselves into the narrative. It’s that energy again, that exuberance, that unbridled love for what he crafted, it’s in everything I’ve ever read that Howard wrote and it’s the reason I kept reading things by Howard after the first one I’d ever read.
Some will think this retrospective is late, that it should have been done as most others were in the days just after Howard’s passing. I don’t apologize for that, it is coming when it was right for it to come for me. Others may see this as maudlin or ‘too much’ from someone who admittedly only knew Howard via the internet and from reading his books. To them, I’ll say this-What better way to know a writer than through that which he believed he was born to write?
Howard is fondly missed and will continue to be a presence in the Pulp world, as his wife has pledged to continue his work. I actually have a small part in that as I’m the editor on a collection that will contain one of the last pieces Howard submitted for publication. In times like this, we often say that an artist’s work will continue to live even after he has passed. How long that work has life, however, depends on how much life its creator gave it at the moment of its birth. Based on that, Howard Hopkins will be around long after the rest of us are gone.
From Martin Powell-
I still cannot bring myself to talk, or write, much about this. It is a profound, unexpected tragedy. Howard and I had known each other for several years and he was like a brother to me. We shared our ups and downs, and our thrills and frustrations. I last spoke with him Wednesday evening, a day before he died. How horrible. How unfair. Howard was a tireless professional and a genuine gentleman. It was a privilege to be his friend. He was one of those rarest of men, a real “good guy”, as loyal and true as the heroes he so vividly brought to life on the page. I’ll never stop missing him. Martin Powell
