Here’s the Googe image I referenced in a previous blog. Thanks to the ever vigilant Katie Moss for taking five seconds of her time to locate it for me.
Speaking of simple joys, I have somehow, over my time, managed to completely miss out on Chick Publications, which is not at all what it presents itself as. There are certainly no chicks to be found on this site at all, which is always a bit of a sad, if you ask me. But the chick-less nature of Chick aside, it’s an utter win to find a piece of religion that so insists that you pay it heed. Apparently, as I am told, this Jack T. Chick person created these books–slightly more than a comic, I guess, but far less than Superman can offer me in such a short blast–that are handed out at various religious functions, on street corners, or at the Gap, if it’s a particularly slow day.
There are quite a few to browse through, or buy, if you’re in a festive mood. I’m collecting the whole set. They’ve presented me with a Michael Corleone moment. I thought I’d finish up with Flutter, and leave Timothy, and gang, be after that, but they’re pulling me back in.
Here’s a little peek into the glory of Chick Tracts:
Anyway, I have a new love. Chick(less) Tracts are basically going to be responsible for a few more devil fiction books that I had no idea I absolutely had to write. A lesson to all writers: Inspiration is everywhere.