
Happy Drive-in Movie Day! Hack apologizes for nothing.
The website of the greatest pulp fiction writer who ever lived
Happy Drive-in Movie Day! Hack apologizes for nothing.
Hack went to dinner with a platonic female friend who made the mistake of wearing a low-cut tank top, and Hack realized that he had been unknowingly staring at her cleavage while they talked. He couldn’t pin down how long his eyes were glued to her chest, but he figured it was somewhere between fifteen seconds and forty-five minutes, so he immediately went home and wrote this novel about how all men lose their rational mind at the glimpse of even the outline of a female mammary gland.
I’ll say this for the book; it’s medically accurate.
When Hack and his cover artist Jonny M. were discussing this cover, they wanted to use the most unlikely model for the title character so they agreed on their kind and gentle friend Bobby Williams. But when they saw how well Williams fit the ruthless character, they concluded that the dude was much more brutal than they first thought
Hack swears up and down that this is a completely true story even though he has yet to find a reputable WWII historian who will corroborate any part of it. Anyway, I’m really tired today.
Happy International Sex Workers Day!
Happy Dare Day!
Happy National Photography Month!
Hack got a huge thrill when a professor of classical theater dropped by the Shakey’s Pizza where Hack works as a night janitor and when he told the Ph.D. about the plot of this novel, the learned man responded that it was “a concept of Aeschylean density.”
Hack didn’t have the heart to tell him that he wrote it in honor of National Masturbation Day.
Happy Towel Day!
Happy Showgirl Day!