Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery. At least I hope.
This is Omaha the Cat Dancer. Maybe the single biggest influence on me for Cosmic Hellcats. My friend Jenn had bought me all the trade paperbacks except for one years ago. They’ve all been out of print for a while. One of them, volume 5, Jenn was never able to get me. I have the individual comics, but the collected volume was amazingly rare, not because of the story (which is a briiliant exploration of human sexuality and modern feminism through the metaphor of anthromorphic animals by Reed Waller and Kate Worley), but because it happens to have a two page foreword by Neil Gaiman and fanboys are idiots.
But it came back into print this week. And now at long last I have it. What’s more, soon I will have previously unpublished volumes 7 and 8, thus completing the Omaha story, after all these years (it originally started in 1986, and it ceased publication mid story in 1992). But now I will finally know the end.
I can’t wait.
Probably, even among you that are comic book fans, what I am talking about is way too obscure for anyone to care about. I don’t care. Just trust me, this is awesome.