Wednesday, September 30, 2020
Sheiks and Shebas, come on in. Welcome to the official launch for Hullaba Lulu, a Dieselpunk Adventure!
Thanks for coming out in your glad rags. Just give your coat, hat, and gloves to one of the angel-bots. Those automatons are excited to take care of anything you need. They’re bouncing on their toes in anticipation.
Whether you’re a hiphound or a teetotaler, we’ve got you covered at this hootenanny. Lemon everything was popular during the Roaring Twenties, so we have plenty of lemonade for those who don’t imbibe. However, today I’m indulging in some of Lulu’s favorite things, and you’re welcome to join me.
That flapper might be just a little crass, but she has a good heart. The first thing Lulu would do is offer you some hooch. Any kind of giggle water is fine with Lulu, and the stronger the better. But ask her to choose her poison and she’ll usually pick a bloody mary.
Bloody Mary Recipe
- 2 oz vodka
- 3 oz tomato juice (fresh is always best)
- .5 oz sherry, madeira or marsala
- .5 oz lemon juice
- .25 oz simple syrup
- Sauces and seasonings to taste
“Sauces and seasonings to taste” takes on a new meaning when Lulu is around. She’ll have hers with celery sticks and horseradish — and an extra bowl of horseradish on the side.
Lulu has recently had her first slice of pineapple. That fruit was pretty exotic in the 1920s. Her pal Tony runs a brick oven pizza place back in New York. Everybody tells her it would never happen, but she’s hoping she can get him to use pineapple as a pizza topping. I think she might be onto something if she also adds some Canadian bacon.
A jorum of skee (or three) and a pizza later, and Lulu’s ready to cut a rug. That flapper is a regular floorflusher. She’s just looking for the right Oliver Twist to be her partner. Then they’ll do the Lindy Hop, the Camel Walk, and the Charleston. So, don’t wear any pointy-toed dog kennels — you need your dancing shoes!
Lulu’s pals, Pearl and Rose both have the heebie-jeebies, because they can’t get used to the idea that Prohibition is over and they don’t have to worry about revenuers raiding this shindig. Although they might also be watching the door because they are hoping that mysterious cat who calls himself Valentino will show up.
Speak of that sultry devil… I hear Valentino’s trumpet, calling that dieselpunk train.
Video Book Trailer
I know this song is an ear-worm… but it’s such a happy little worm! It definitely sets a party mood.
Even though this story was a blog serial in 2018, it will have a different “feel” to sit down and read it as a book. Plus there are plenty of people who weren’t on the dieselpunk train back then.
What is “dieselpunk” anyway? Hullaba Lulu has a 1920s aesthetic with retro-futuristic technology, a dash of magic, and some creepy settings, along with a crew of misfit characters — and that’s a pretty good definition of dieselpunk too.
Cover and Blurb
Travel with Lulu and her friends on a magical, dieselpunk train that belongs to the smolderingly handsome and enigmatic man known only as Valentino. They get into all sorts of trouble, usually due to Lulu’s clumsiness. It’s an intense ride through a number of pos-i-lutely creepy settings, including “sideways” versions of Atlantic City and the Cotton Club. At every stop and in between, Lulu ends up creating chaos. There’s no telling where they’ll end up. No, Lulu! Don’t touch that! Not the Tesla coil!
Lulu’s the kind of smarty, breaks up every party,
Hullabaloo loo, don’t bring Lulu,
I’ll bring her myself!
Throughout October, Hullaba Lulu is at an introductory price. The eBooks are only 99¢. For those who boycott Amazon I made a Kobo eBook too.
Kindle: Click this universal link
Paperback: Click this universal link
I use slang carefully, so that a reader can get the gist of the word without stopping to look up the definition. However, Speak Flapper is a fun companion volume to any of my Roaring Twenties stories. It is a 1920s slang dictionary. Early this year, it debuted at #1 in its category at Amazon. Here’s a review from Annika Perry at Goodreads.
Hullaba Lulu, a Dieselpunk Adventure will be making the rounds at some pos-i-lutely swell blogs. Several people were kind enough to offer to have me visit their blogs. Thanks in advance to them.
Friday, October 2, I’ll be in South Africa with Robbie Cheadle chatting about Ouija boards.
Saturday, October 3, I’m in Connecticut where Dan Antion is hosting a launch party at the No Facilities Bar.
Monday, October 5, I’ll be on the other side of the country to visit Miriam Hurdle in California. Watch out for the bubbles.
Tuesday, October 6, I’m off to Spain for a visit with Olga Núñez Miret for chat about Carl Jung.
Wednesday, October 7, I’m in Oregon where D. Wallace Peach is hosting me. Be careful with that Tesla coil!
Sunday October 11, I’ll be in California chatting about 1920s styles with Valentina Cirasola.
Monday, October 19, I’m in Kentucky for Teri Polen’s festival, Bad Moon Rising. I didn’t bring Lulu, but she came by herself.
Thanks for coming to this shindig. Be well, be happy. You’re pos-i-lutely the cat’s pajamas!
This serial is made possible in spite of (not because of) the deplorable lack of Internet service from TDS Telecom. They are even worse than the government about claiming no problem exists in the face of failure. TDS Telecom meets every complaint and service call by saying they find no problem. Their technicians come to my home and refuse to do any work or replace equipment, even when their offsite managers have instructed them to do so. They brought equipment that they openly state does not work properly. They refuse to let me talk to a manager. They refuse to promise to send someone other than the previous do-nothing tech. They refuse to make sure the technicians have working hardware with them. My letters, emails, and tweets go unanswered. Dear readers, please do not comment here in response to this paragraph. Just be aware of my awful experience with this so called provider.
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