couchJust a few days ago, I received this email:

Dear David Hopkins,

I am Godfrey Lau a legal practitioner and  a personal attorney to (Edward Hopkins.) I regret the manner with which I am giving you this information, but I have no other option. I wish to notify you that My late client (Edward  Hopkins.)  died with his wife and only daughter while on holiday at Louisiana USA in the August 2005 Atlantic hurricane Katrina disaster, passed away and left no one as his next-of-kin. This is also a double edged scenario. It is no tussle as I have been mandated to provide the next of kin to my late client by the bank where he has long ago deposited the funds before the bank declares the funds  non-serviceable.

I am contacting you to assist in claiming my late client’s funds because you bear the same last-name with my late client and that will make it very easy to work with you. The deceased had an account valued at about $12.3 Millions United States Dollars. We can make this claim legally without  problems, I am very sure of the success  of this transaction  if you adhere to my instructions.

If you are interested in this operation you should please forward to me your complete names, current home and cell phone numbers and mailing address to enable me furnish you with more details as regards this subject I wait to hear from you.

Best regards,
Godfrey  Lau
Principal Partner.

Obviously, I couldn’t let an opportunity like this just slip away. Here’s the response I emailed to Godfrey Lau:
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My good friend Jeff Elden (and company) invited me to jump on the Do-Dads podcast. We talked about life, pop culture, family, writing, and inane dinner party conversations. I promise I tried my darnedest to be entertaining and insightful.


“On a very special Do-Dads David Hopkins (Emily Edison, Karma Inc., Short Story of the Month Club, The Wild and Wayward Tales of Tammi True) teaches us how having a good work ethic can make all of our dreams come true.” Listen here.


monsieur_jeanDuring a tragedy, I try to stay away from Facebook. Some of my friends (who are wonderful, kind, and intelligent people) just start posting stuff that puts me on edge. Then I try to figure out why I’m on edge, and then I start playing the game Who-I-Most-Agree-With-and-Why, and it really distracts me from the actually tragedy.

Finally, it ends with a blog post. Like this one.

On Friday, Paris was attacked by terrorists. Before that, terrorists also attacked Beirut. Horrible. Terrible. Heartbreaking.

Then, I see people on Facebook complaining that more people are upset about Paris and didn’t even know (or care) about Beirut. The implicit judgment: You hypocrite. And some astute people are able to point out tragedies that have taken place all over the world — Peshawar, Qasoor, Karachi, Syria, Afghanistan, Iraq, Egypt, Serbia, Croatia, Boko Haram, Darfur, Palestine, and Israel. Let’s also not forget the atrocities happening in Central and South America. The implicit judgment: Do your homework, you hypocrite.

It’s true. The tragedy in Paris hit me the hardest. Is it because I think French lives are more important than the lives of people elsewhere? Not at all. I want to care about all tragedies in equal measure, but I don’t, and I don’t think you do either. I think it comes down to how close we are to the tragedy.

I haven’t done a lot of international traveling in my life. I’ve been to Russia, and I’ve been to Mexico, and that’s about it. But I’ve watched movies by Francois Truffaut. And I adore them. I’ve seen Jean-Pierre Jeunet’s Amelie and A Very Long Engagement several times, not to mention other great French films. I’ve read Monsieur Jean by Dupuy and Berberian — and countless other French graphic novels. Art and literature put me in closer proximity to that place. Paris, a place I’ve never visited, feels alive through decades worth of exposure to great French artists. Read more


IMG_0594 copyThank you so much to everyone who showed up for CAKE AND PROSE: A BOOK RELEASE CELEBRATION. The evening offered a beautiful mix of art—literature, theater, and music. The Margo Jones was the perfect venue, and we had the perfect audience: friends, friends of friends, and a few delightful strangers. It was a privilege to hear my stories read by such talented actors, providing a new perspective on something so familiar. Plus, Greg Schroeder. The guy does not disappoint. He’s an incredible musician and an all-around badass.

I recorded the event. It’s not a professional recording—just me with my trusty Sony digital recorder—but it’s all there, every story and every song. Enjoy!

Cake and Prose (1 hour, 37 minutes)

This event benefited the Birthday Party Project. All money collected at the door went to support their efforts to bring joy to homeless children through the magic of birthday parties. Last Friday, we raised enough money to provide a party for 75 kids. If you choose to listen to the audio, please consider donating a few dollars. Read more


I’ve been invited to participate in a panel discussion next Thursday at the J. Erik Jonsson Central Library in Downtown Dallas. The title of the event is Mean Business: Women in Comics. Heather Lowe, manager of the fine arts division, will be moderating it.

Thursday, April 9, 2015 at 6:30 p.m.
J. Erik Jonsson Central Library
1515 Young St., Dallas, TX 75201
4th Floor Performance Space

The four guests are:
Iris Bechtol, Gallery Director and Adjunct Professor of Art at Eastfield College in Mesquite, TX
Keith Colvin, owner of Keith’s Comics
Taffeta Darling, media personality and host of the webshow “Fangirls”
David Hopkins, writer, graphic novelist and co-host of Fanboy Radio’s “Indie Show”

It’s not the first time I’ve spoken about women’s issues in comics. But now, fortunately, I have a moderator and three other people to bounce around ideas. It should be a great discussion. If you’re the kind of person who likes to discuss women in comics, welcome! We’ll be on the fourth floor.



Cake and Prose is a unique presentation of essays, short stories, and music. There will be readings from WE MISS ALL THE GREAT PARTIES, performed by local actors (Brad McEntire, Bryan Pitts, and Maryam Baig), and live music by the talented Greg Schroeder.

Plus, there will be cake. Let’s not forget the cake.

The details:

  • The event will be on Friday, May 1st at the historic Margo Jones Theatre in Fair Park.
  • Admission is a pay-what-you-can donation to The Birthday Party Project, cash or check accepted. It’s a wonderful non-profit that brings joy to homeless children throughout the Dallas area.
  • Cake generously provided by Sugar Bee Sweets Bakery in Arlington. They have the best cakes in North Texas. Absolutely delicious.
  • The event starts at 7:30 and will probably last about two hours.
  • Parking isn’t terribly complicated at Fair Park, but you will probably need this webpage to guide you.
  • Copies of WE MISS ALL THE GREAT PARTIES will be available for sale (both paperback and hardcover).

Facebook event page at:
If you can’t see the event page, it probably means you need someone to invite you. (Facebook is weird.) Just post a comment or send me an email, I’ll add you to the list. Either way, please come. Facebook is not necessary for your attendance or your acceptance in this life.

Why the hoopla?
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MOBY-DICKThis weekend, I finished Moby Dick (Or, the Whale). D.H. Lawrence called it “one of the strangest and most wonderful books in the world.” And I’d have to agree. It is truly strange, even by today’s standards. At first, I liked the book, then I hated it, and then finally I loved it. The book has an odd charm that isn’t fully realized until you get to those last chapters.

The premise is absurd: A captain seeks revenge against one particular whale. The intermingled drama and comedy is positively Shakespearean. Certain scenes are terrifying and surreal, such as Captain Ahab’s speech after his harpoon glows from the lightning strike. The tension between Starbuck and Ahab is fascinating. Like a classic tragedy, the ending is both inevitable, predictable, and still shocking. And yet, the novel is wrapped in the tedious journalistic details of the whaling industry in the 1800s.

Moby Dick would be an easy novel to abridge. Simply take out all those chapters that go into explaining everything you never wanted to know about the genus and species of whales, the anatomy of whales, how different countries hunt whales, maritime whaling law, the mythic and symbolic role of the color “white,” and how whale oil is stored and shipped. However, there’s something about these chapters that contribute vitally to the whole.

One of the greatest treasures within Moby Dick is the hidden wisdom–thoughts on life and death, faith and disillusion, love and loss. My favorite passage, which captures all of it in one heartbreaking bundle, might be: Read more


11053877_10102989026069687_7746252422717411390_nLast Friday, I spoke at Union, a spiffy coffee house in Dallas that I’m fairly certain is a church in disguise. That’s a thing, isn’t it? Churches pretending to be coffee houses. This one is more subtle than most. The pastor is a good guy. (He calls himself a “community curator”… what does that even mean?) The place is cool. And Union certainly beats going to Starbucks. If you go, I doubt anyone would start asking you about the sorry-ass-state of your immortal soul. You’re safe.

Anyways. Union invited some fellows from D Academy to speak at its Naked Stage series. All of it was to promote the Big D Reads event in April. I was one of the speakers. Most people spoke extemporaneously and did a wonderful job. However, I wanted to prepare a written essay that I could share—a call to arms against anti-intellectualism in America.

D Magazine’s Frontburner blog shared my essay. And now, I’m sharing it with you.

I want to discuss a popular TV show my wife and I have been binge-watching on Netflix. It’s the story of a family man, a man of science, a genius who fell in with the wrong crowd. He slowly descends into madness and desperation, lead by his own egotism. With one mishap after another, he becomes a monster. I’m talking, of course, about Friends and its tragic hero, Ross Geller. Read more →


WeMissAllTheGreatPartiesMy short story collection — WE MISS ALL THE GREAT PARTIES — is now available on Amazon, both paperback and Kindle ebook editions. Support the indie author in your life (that would be me).

You’ll be surprised. Indie authors look and sound like real authors, except they get a larger percentage of the sales revenue! It’s amazing.

Actually, I don’t know if this is true. However, I do know that I’m not handing over a percentage of my book’s revenue to a publisher to tell a distributor that I’m good enough for them to list my book, and I’m not paying an agent 10% to tell the publisher that I’m good enough for them to read. And I’m not paying a publicist to tell readers that my book is worth their time. I’m just giving a huge chunk to Amazon, and they’re selling my book.

Welcome to the outland territories of American literature. I can’t promise you I will ever be legit. But I won’t stop writing, and rudely shoving it in your face. Thus, we’re at an impasse. You will simply have to take a chance on my book. It’s scary. It’s reckless.

The book contains 10 stories about odd encounters and personal exploration. More specifically:

A young man in search of meaning connects with his dead girlfriend’s son. A group of men in Wisconsin start a poetry group while waiting for their favorite bar to be rebuilt. A woman discovers her husband has been hiding a secret. He also wants to rob a bank. A basketball player continually relives the last six seconds of his worst game. An amateur chess player encounters greatness. A girl attempts to leave a small town. But before she goes, she learns the story of one who stayed.

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badass_internI’m looking for an intern. I need someone who can think and write. The writing must be concise, balanced, purposeful, and artful. The thinking can be messy or organized, gut-driven or analytical. As long as you don’t indulge in idiotic behavior or spurn intellectualism, you’re good.

You will be writing for Imaginuity. It’s a great place with great people.

What will you get out of the experience? You’ll get paid. And I’ll pick up the tab on lunch from time to time. Mostly, you will get the benefit of my mentorship. After three months, you will be so damn employable that any creative agency would be crazy to pass on you. It will be hard work, but you’re a writing badass. You can handle it.

Contact me, if you’re interested.

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