Scheduled Post: Guest Blog – Superman Syndrome
By Rose Shababy, author of The Blue Effect
I love superheroes. And Star Trek. Especially Star Trek. Every time I watch an episode of Star Trek: The Next Generation and Jean Luc Picard tells someone to “make it so,” I swoon a little. His honor and strength, his boldness and grace under fire… how could you not admire such a figure?
Of course, he can barely talk to children and has a non-existent social life because he believes a captain must maintain a façade of cool and distance to garner the respect of his crew. How lonely. How boring.
Well, no one is perfect, not even Captain Picard.
And that’s a good thing, otherwise you get what I call the Superman Syndrome. I’m talking about the Christopher Reeve, goody goody, holier than thou, can do no wrong Superman (Kryptonite-influenced A-hole of Superman III notwithstanding).
Cause… really… is anyone truly and honestly that good?!
The warm fuzzies make me want to gag.
I need my heroes to have flaws. I need them to be relatable. More like me.
I mean, those are the best characters. Tragic, flawed figures who overcome not in spite of their idiosyncrasies, but often because of them. Someone who shows us that the ability to be a hero is inside us all. That you don’t have to be bitten by a radioactive spider or be born with mutant abilities or build an indestructible suit to be special and unique.
All you have to do is care and never stop trying.
In the end, I may write stories about incredible people with amazing abilities, but the real story of those characters is that they’re just like us with all the same thoughts and feelings and fears. They’ll never be Superman, but that doesn’t mean they won’t do everything in their power to kick Lex Luthor’s ass.
And I’d like to think each of us would do the same.
- Title: The Blue Effect
- Author: Rose Shababy
- ISBN13: 9780990462002
- Series: Renegade Heroes (Book #1)
- Published: September 8,2014
- Genre: Urban Sci-fi/Fantasy
Blue Brennan is jaded and bitter despite her pinup girl looks and quick wit. Night after night, she scours the Seattle club scene looking for someone or something to fill the emptiness inside.
When she meets the mysterious Kasey, her world stops… literally. He claims she has the ability to control time and stuns her even further when he reveals his own gifts.
Blue is inexplicably drawn to Kasey and reluctantly enters his world filled with a new breed of humanity. They’re misfits like her, blessed or cursed with powerful abilities, struggling to hide their differences from the rest of society.
Then the group discovers a nameless, faceless sociopath with nightmarish powers; and he’s coming for Blue. She’s left reeling when they discover her gifts are the key to defeating his terrible evil and saving them all.
Now she must race against the clock to harness her own powers and save her new friends. Can she be more than a renegade? Can she be a hero too?
Clearly the time had come for the two of us to have it out. “I may have thought you were hot when we first met, and you got to listen to the nasty thoughts in my head, but every time we meet I find it harder to like you. In fact, every time you open your mouth, you get uglier and uglier. I don’t know if Val was right, and you really are jealous, but let me make this crystal clear for you. There is no part of me that wants you.”
His eyes narrowed for a moment, and then, before I could do anything, his hands shot out and grabbed my shoulders again. He yanked me close to him and I the heat from his chest burned through my t-shirt. His face was so close to mine I could feel his hot breath blazing against my cheek when he spoke. “You’re a little liar,” he hissed. “There is a part of you that likes this,” he shook me a little and I flushed with rage… and something else. “And goddamn me, there’s a part of me that likes it too.” He hovered with his face still close to mine and for a moment I thought he was going to kiss me. My head fell back slightly and my lips parted involuntarily as I anticipated his invasion.
Then he released me, almost flinging me away from him. I pressed my back against the wall as I watched him and tried to catch my breath as my traitorous heart beat so hard I thought it might burst out of my chest.
“Let me make this crystal clear for you,” he mimicked. “Kasey is like a brother to me and if you hurt him, you’ll wish you never met me.”
“I already do,” I whispered with sincerity.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Rose Shababy and her family reside in eastern Washington State. Rose grew up in the Northwest but swears she’s going to move to warmer climates someday. She’s claimed this for over 20 years, however, and has yet to move more than 75 miles away from her mother.
Rose has a deep love of all things Star Trek and yearns to travel the heavens, as well as an intense desire to be bitten by a radioactive spider.
Unfortunately she sucks at science and math so she hasn’t been able bring her dreams to life, instead living vicariously through books, comics, television and film. She hopes to someday make a million dollars so she can afford to buy her way to the international space station, but she’d settle for being able to fly around the world and leap tall buildings in a single bound.
Rose also loves to cook and worked for years in a gourmet Italian grocery and deli where she learned to hone her skills. She prepares culinary masterpieces for her family, but fervently wishes the dishes would wash themselves. Especially now that her dishwashers/children are nearly grown and only one still lives at home.
Rose likes to use her free time wisely. For instance, she likes to daydream, will often read for hours until she falls asleep on the couch with an electric blanket and a warm tabby cat curled up on her hip, as well as spending cozy weekend days watching Syfy movies like Sharknado and Mega Piranha with her husband.
If Rose were a cartoon animal, she’d prefer to be a wise old owl or a sleek and sexy jaguar, but in reality she’d probably be a myopic mole with coke-bottle glasses.