D. A. Madigan
Bewildering Stories biography
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D.A. MADIGAN just loves to see his name all in capital letters like that, but he finds it irritating to write about himself in the third person (although he hopes to get used to doing it for the backflaps of dustjackets and celebrity introductions at award ceremonies). He currently lives in a tiny cinderblock apartment in a bad neighborhood in an ugly little Southern town that has a bad habit of being visited by hurricanes.
He shares a very limited amount of living space with an obsolete PC clone, seven thousand paperbacks, twenty-three thousand mostly Silver Age comic books, and roughly 4.3 trillion dust mites and mold spores specifically tailored by some secretive conspiracy to antagonize his allergies at every opportunity.
He has completed many novels, which he is currently trying to interest a publisher in pretty much any part of with very little success, and has had his ramblings, structured and otherwise, published in about a zillion obscure fanzines which you’ve never heard of and don’t want to. (But his stuff was always the best thing in that particular issue.)
He’s written more or less professionally for Cavalier, Roleplayer, and LOC. His proposals for Fallen Angel and Brothers of the Atom were accepted for publication by New Media-Irjax, which promptly declared bankruptcy, otherwise he’d doubtless be as famous as Charlie Boatner or maybe Alan Zelenetz by now.
His favorite novels are Roger Zelazny’s Lord of Light and Samuel L. Clemens’ The Adventures of Tom Sawyer, with Heinlein’s Citizen of the Galaxy pulling a very close third. His favorite comic book writer is probably Alan Moore again, what with Promethea and Top Ten being so much fun.
He’s also wildly partial to Jack Kirby’s Kamandi, although he’d hesitate to list Kirby as a favorite writer. And Mike Baron’s Nexus and Bill Loeb’s Flash and Peter O’donnell’s Modesty Blaise and the classic Steve Englehart Avengers and Captain America and Captain Marvel and Dr. Strange stories back in the 70s are all stuff he frequently rereads, after just looking at the covers of most modern comic books has made him want to simultaneously cry, scream, vomit, and beat up anyone who has ever thought Rob Liefeld had any talent at all.
He is too darned old, not at all good-looking, and grateful that his hair has finally grown out long enough to put into a ponytail. All of his friends think he’s much too picky about movies and none of them like to sit way up front in the very first row, either, the bunch of wussies.
He admires intelligence, eccentricity, truthfulness, and money, and he still can’t believe that someone as good looking and talented as Jill Hennessy has wasted so many years of her life in a really rotten TV show like Crossing Jordan. He spouts non sequiturs and goes off on tangents a lot, too.
Copyright © 2004 by D. A. Madigan
