Want to win a signed and/or personalized copy of my latest novel, Hell & Gone, straight from my private stash? Here's the deal:
Do your best impression of Charlie Hardie, Lane Madden, or Mann from Fun & Games (the first novel in the series) and send me a photo by noon, EST, on Halloween.
"Impression" can mean many things. A costume. A look. A reenacted scene from the novel. Whatever. The winner will be the person whose photo makes me think, Now damn... that's a good Hardie/Lane/Mann!
If you haven't read the first novel.., for shame!... Hardie is an alcoholic house sitter/former tough guy. Lane Madden is a spoiled brat actress. And Mann is... well, you're going to have to read the book to know Mann's deal.
Anyway, send those photos to me at duane DOT swier AT verizon DOT net by noon EST next Monday, along with your mailing address. Top three entries will receive signed copies of both Hell & Gone and Fun & Games, along with some bonus Halloween goodies. (You'll also appear on this humble blog.) But everyone who enters will receive a postcard, thanking you for your submission. In other words, everybody wins! Yes, you can enter from anywhere in the world. It's cool. I'll happily take care of the postage if you rock an awesome Hardie/Lane/Mann.
BONUS CONTEST: I also write Birds of Prey for DC Comics and was lucky enough to create a new character along with artist Jesus Saiz. Her name is Starling, and she's a real piece of work. (Take a gander, above.) If you cosplay/dress up as Starling for Halloween, send me a photo by midnight EST next Monday. The best Starling impression wins a signed copy of every single issue of Birds of Prey from the first year of its run. That's right... twelve issues, signed to your liking, sent to your mailbox each month. You can't beat that with a stick!
Any questions? Email me, or leave a comment below. Good luck!
10 comments:
You're going to share all the entries of the pretty girls dressed like Starling, right? Right?
Dude, I'll share all photos, even if YOU dress up like Starling.
Am thinking of taking time off work to make this happen.
Your and Jesus's work is good, but it'd take more than 12 comics to get me to dress like a woman. That's worth, like, 14 comics and an annual at least.
Now dressing like Hardie so that I can punch a dude with a cacti-spine filled fist and then throw him down a canyon? That sounds like my kind of Halloween.
Erik: You must. Consider it a moral imperative. (I'll write your boss a note if it helps.)
Raphael: 14 issues? An annual? Done. Thought I would love to see your Charlie Hardie.
Crap. I knew I should have put an asterisk note in there saying that it was clearly a joke and if 15 comics turn up on my doorstep in a few weeks, you're still not seeing my boobs! You deviant.
My Hardie? Sitting on my ass in someone else's big expensive house watching old movies and drinking bourbon [that looks remarkably like Pepsi]? Sounds like a plan.
Duane! Quick! Save me some research! Aside from catching fire, getting impaled, suffering a broken heart and half-drowning in a pool, what injuries did Charlie end the first book with?
Well, he was also shot twice, savagely beaten and cut with beads of glass, among other injuries. Good luck!
Sadly, I do not have a mic stand on which to impale someone. I'll see what else I can do.
Ok, I'm gonna need to find a pool and a pair of handcuffs.
And fake blood. Lots of fake blood. And broken glass.
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