All Comments on 'Hammered: an Ode to Mickey Spillane 2021 - Coming Soon'
by Literotica
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Chloe, you are inspired! You're also inspiring! BTW, you might also enjoy Jim Thompson, if you don't know his work, but you probably do (eg, The Killer Inside Me). Count me in, JB Edwards
There will be some great stories for this challenge, I'm sure.
And an actor. He played a version of himself in a "Columbo," killed, as I recall, by his agent.
I already have the story. I wrote it for the next 750 word challenge and now I have to wait a year? Well, I do look forward to it. I'll try to show some discipline and wait. I expect a great many great reads to come from this terrific idea! Thank you.
Nice, Chloe. I look forward to seeing the stories. Good luck to all the writers. Randi.
Great to see so much interest already — and I’m really looking forward to this one. Lots of time to write something good too.
If any concept would get me to take a stab at writing fiction, this would be it. A lot of my favorite writers would fit in or close to this genre; MacDonald, Chandler, Leonard, Ellroy, Lansdale (Hap & Leonard), etc. The kicker would be that I have always been a big Bogart fan, so can visualize him playing a role already.
For not making it a snobby, devisive invitation only event. That way talented authors can participate as well... Not to mention those that want to have a go and the relative newbies.
I read through the intro and the short bio and my mind slipped back to that day in the musty, used book store in the run-down side of town. My side of town. The door rattled shut behind me and the grey-haired clerk behind the counter looked up from a rumpled magazine to give me the once over. I considered putting a little extra sway in my walk just to give him something to think about that night in his bathroom with a new box of Kleenex by his side, but that wasn't why I was there. My three-inch heels popped on the dusty, bare wooden floor as I walked through the shop looking for the science fiction shelf. The light was dim in the shop as if the bare sixty-watt bulbs on the ceiling were as tired as the old man they worked for. The books on the shelves were almost hidden in the gloom except on one shelf that was illuminated by the sunlight that managed to bleed through the grime on the shop's sole window. In the relative bright light, I saw a tattered paperback with its cover so creased and torn as to look like it had been lifted from the dumpster outside in the alley. For some reason that I couldn't name then and even now eludes my conscious mind I picked up the book. "Spillane's Greatest!" "Millions in Print!" and "I, the Jury" were splashed over the cover. As if someone else were in control of my hand I turned the book over and read the hyperbolic blurb on the back.
The clerk smirked as he gave me my change and I walked out of his shop with the book under my arm. I slid onto the seat of my nondescript Ford sedan and drove home in the gathering dark.
That night, in bed, my sexually frustrated husband turned onto his side and moved close to me as I read the last page and stared at the back cover. He turned the book in my hand so he could see the book’s front.
"How could you buy something like that?" he said with a snort.
He still had his uses so I let the remark pass despite the loaded Colt.38 Police Special in my nightstand drawer. Instead I gave him a look that turned his face pale and he scooted onto his side of the bed. I shifted a bit and the silk sheet slipped down to expose the hard, pink nipples on my alabaster breasts. And then, in a soft, sultry voice that dripped with sex and danger, I said;
"It was easy."
This sounds like a lot of fun! Plenty of time to hammer out a story.
I will definitely add this event to my calendar.
Thanks!
...and that's just in the comments - thanks so much everyone for jumping in already. I think it's going to be a good one. And I hadn't even had a chance to contact anyone yet! Got a story in mind for myself, and I'm going to do a writeup on Mickey Spillane as well - and see if Laurel will add a link to it in the event page.
Just_Words,
I can't imagine a Mickey Spillane story being only 750 words. That would be the ultimate challenge. Heck, I think Mr. Spillane would blow past that limit just having his character waking up in the morning and putting on his slippers. (Smile)
Anonymous - Micky Spillane was always up for a challenge. He was challenged by a friend to write a children's book. The book, The Day the Sea Rolled back, won the Junior Literary Guild Award. He was challenged to write a book in which the reader wouldn't know who the killer was until the last page. In the resulting book, the killer was only revealed by the last word. So, I suspect that Mr. Spillane would have had no problem packing plenty of sex, violence and rough justice into 750 words.
Sick nasty idea, Chloe. I wish you and all the writers well. Look forward to reading them, Randi.
I love Mickey Spillane. I got in trouble in high school for reading his books. I am really enjoying this challenge and hope to have a good entry.
Ok Chloe,
Challenge accepted. 20 year reader and aspiring author. Just the thing I n÷d to get off my lazy ass and contribute something. Growing up on a diet of Damon Runyon, Spillane and Elmore Leonard has prepared me for this.
Cover art is one of the most defining traits of the pulp noir novels. Is there any chance that could be allowed? Even if we can't embed them in the stories, would it be possible to submit the cover in the Art category (even though not necessarily erotic) and then put a link at the top of the story?
Darn it, couldn't resist when I saw this. I just put together a very short ((750 word! My first) story to go for it. It won't win, but hopefully it'll make a few folks smile.
It is interesting to note that Mickey Spillane played Mike Hammer a few times on tv. He was every bit as big and rugged as Mike Hammer. I think there was more than just a little of him in his Mike Hammer stories. I remember his books around the house growing up. I hope everyone lets it all hang out and has fun with this.
I just submitted my entry "Mortal Justice" and I don't think I've had so much fun in a long time. It reminded me of listening to detective dramas on the long ride home at night when I was a kid. I wasn't sure I could do it, usually writing clever sweet romance kind of stuff, but my Mike Hammer came out swinging!
Mortal Justice: Zeus' daughter Athena goes missing just as her latest museum has its grand opening and private dick Mike Hammer is on the job.