American Mythology

The Making of Superman

3 'They'll get to see Joe's illustrations too.'

On Joe's bedroom floor in the Shusters' Ohio brick house lay sheets of paper among scattered magazines. The scraps were covered with pencil drawings. Joe's dad was a tailor. Joe shared a bedroom with one brother. Three younger siblings shared a room next door.

Jerome Siegel lived twelve blocks away in a modest two-storey red brick house. Jerome's father ran a local furnishing store but had six kids to support. Producing science-fiction zines had been a hobby for Jerome since school. He did the writing and Joe did the pictures. Jerome's father duplicated the friends' fanzines on a Gestetner in his office at the store.
  Jerome Siegel was set on becoming a professional writer.
  The pulps were the market to go for.
  Popular Publications and Street and Smith turned down the stories he'd written under pen-names. Jerome was still a teenager and none of the rejection slips dampened his enthusiasm to write a story the pulps would buy.
  'I wish I could write like Edgar Rice Burroughs,' Jerome said to his father. 'His Mars adventures and Tarzan stories are tops. And for story-ideas you can't beat John W. Campbell in Amazing Tales.'
  'Jerry, why don't you send your fanzine to the publishers of those mags with all that praising-up in an accompanying letter? They may send you fresh copies to review. They'll read your own stories and get to see Joe's illustrations too.' 

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2: 'That's tough to get right.' 4: 'You can do it, Joe.'