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Keith Negley

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Happy Earth Day 🌎

The library is open and today we are reading, “Mary Wears What She Wants” by Keith Negley. I had an amazing time being apart of Pride of Morehead’s Live Drag Story Time 📚 Thank you to all who came out, and I am so excited for next year 🫶💙

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Hello your friendly neighborhood children’s librarian bringing you the most retired rockstar/dad!Eddie book ever. All images are from My Dad Used to Be So Cool by Keith Negley (which you should check out if you can get your hands on a copy from your library, there are some great illustrations that I didn’t include.)

Anyway post Vecna Eddie and Corroded Coffin get semi-big. Nothing wild, they aren’t the next Metallica but they do well enough to go on a Nationwide (plus Canada) tour, they put out a couple of albums, get some radio play. They aren’t a household name, but they’re beloved by the people in the scene and in the know. It’s a good life, more than a young Eddie could have ever hoped for. It’s the mid-90s and their initial contract is coming to a close, Eddie and the guys have a decision to make: are they going to resign and try to make it even bigger or are they going to finish out their run, do a couple of farewell shows and quietly retire.

Eddie and Steve have been a thing since the first Corroded Coffin EP dropped. Eddie’s heart is in his lyrics and Steve has been their biggest fan since Eddie left Hawkins to make it big. Long distance has been hard. So hard. But Eddie comes home to a tiny apartment in Indianapolis that Steve and Robin share every chance he can. He’s written every album since the first one at the battered wooden kitchen table that Robin saved from the curb. Steve goes to the shows that he can and Eddie comes back to Indianapolis every chance he gets, but as Steve starts his social work job it becomes a lot harder to go to shows more than a couple hours away.

There’s a decision to make. Eddie and the band are in Chicago meeting with their agent for what might be the last time when he gets a page from Steve: SOS. Eddie is panicked when he gets to the phone, calling Steve’s work phone like he was told and expecting the worst. The Upside Down is back, Robin has been hurt, Dustin has been hurt, Steve has been hurt. It’s worse, when Steve answers with a calm, “Steve Harrington speaking.”

“Don’t ‘Steve Harrington speaking’ me, what the hell!”

“Eddie! I’ve got the best news.”

Now he’s got two decisions to make. A coworker of Steve’s has a baby that needs a home, five months old with a dead mom and a deadbeat dad and the story is a little too familiar for Eddie who knows how important stability is for a kid. “Her name is Christina, Eddie, I think it’s meant to be.”

Eddie has become a big believer in fate. He’s got two decisions to make today, they might be the easiest decisions that he’s ever made.

Eight years fly by. Eddie had squirreled away most of his Corroded Coffin money and with Steve’s salary he’s able to stay home with Chris most of the time. He’s mellowed out over the years, Wayne had warned him when they first brought Christina back to the little two bedroom they purchased that fatherhood changed you and he could see it now. His hair is shorter, his sweetheart spends more time hanging on the wall than it does in his hands, he has become a lot more acquainted with the vacuum cleaner then he had in his wild youth.

It’s a Saturday and Stevie has gotten called in to handle an emergency placement leaving Chris and him to have a daddy/daughter day. Chris giggles the way kids do when Steve leaves with a kiss to her forehead and eliciting a promise that she'll keep dad out of trouble. One part pleased at the responsibility, one part disbelief that dad could be cool enough to be trouble at all.

"Alright my knight errant, you've accepted your quest from King Daddy. Now you've got to help me clean the house if you're going to keep me out of trouble."

"Will I get a reward? I think this quest is worth a bajillion gold."

She squeals and giggles, a sound that could break him from Vecna's curse, as Eddie picks her up from her chair at the table and spins her round and round. "I think you should stop listening to Uncle Dustin. How about we go to the park, is that a fitting reward?"

“Those terms are acceptable.”

“And less time with Auntie Erica, jeebus kiddo.”

Christine Harrington-Munson knows that cleaning the house is really code for making sure all her toys are picked up off the floor so Dad can clean the floors. Which they are, she’s a lot more like Daddy in that respect. She likes to have her dolls and ponies lined up in rows where she can see them when they aren’t having adventures; her jewelry from her Aunts is in the jewelry box that they gave her. So she follows Dad around the house while he cleans up his mess. Shoes kicked into the closet with the drumset, little statues from his game he plays with her uncles go back into his office. The one with the posters on the walls that Daddy made Dad frame, that have Dad’s face on him from when he was young before she was born. He’s all screamy and sweaty and he’s got eyeliner on like Aunt Robin wears. She’s pretty sure Dad used to be in a band.

Her friends from school say she’s lucky cause she got a cool dad when she got adopted. She knows which dad they’re talking about; Daddy works more than Dad does, has to help other kids who are waiting to get adopted or who can’t live with their grownups anymore, so Dad is the one who usually picks her up from school when he gets done doing the mid-morning radio show.

She doesn’t really get it.

Dad is kinda lame. He’s cooler than Katie’s dad who always snores on the couch whenever she’s over. He’s definitely cooler than Mikey’s mom who always makes faces when Dad picks her up from school in short sleeves. He’s a billion, million times cooler than Shelby’s dad who said something to Daddy the one time they had a sleepover and now Shelby’s parents are getting divorced. But saying Dad is cooler than them is like saying that Barbie is cooler than Skipper, he always sings his dad music when they’re cleaning the house together and he does silly voices when they’re talking together.

So maybe he used to be cool a hundred years ago when he was the guy in those posters, but now he’s just Dad. Something must have happened ‘cause Uncle Lucas is still really cool and so are Aunt Max and Aunt Robin.

Cleaning the house with Dad always goes a lot faster than it does with Daddy. Once the floors have been vacuumed and the counters are cleared they’re in the van headed to their favorite park.

The other moms and dads hang out by the benches watching their kids run around. Dad reaches the edge where the grass stops and the mulch starts and pauses, he bends down into a bow. “As promised my faithful knight, your reward. We’ve got an hour here before we go see if Daddy can take a break for lunch.”

“Can I give you a quest? Can we find a dragon before we go to Daddy?”

“A noble quest, my lady.” He uses one of his silly voices, one that sounds like a fancy grandpa. She knows he always tries to wrestle with her when he uses that voice, but even then he gets an arm wrapped around her before she can run across the yard. He swings her around and tosses her, “a head start on our quest, m’lady.” She lands with the bent knees and forward roll that Aunt Max taught her.

Dad chases her around the park for the full hour, letting her lead them through bushes and into the playground tunnels. He points out tracks that might belong to their dragon, says he’ll be her wizard if she carries the sword, Dad finds a stick and presents it to her like it’s a weapon. He sweeps her up when it’s time for lunch, “Noble knight, we must not get lost on our quest for the dragon. We must obtain sustenance and we can return later with aid from our King.”

She rides back to the car on his shoulders, times like these she can almost see what her friends mean when they say that he’s cool. “Dad, can we get a dog?”

The music in the car is quiet, but the guitar is sharp and bright. He bobs his head up and down in time with it, catching her eyes in the rear view mirror as he does, “I think that’s a talk Daddy needs to be part of too, Chris. Give him those sad eyes and I bet he says yes.” He turns the radio up a little more, one of those softer songs that he spins Daddy around the kitchen to is on, “We can bring it up at lunch if you want, ladybug, but you gotta take care of it if he says yes. A dog is a big responsibility.”

Yeah, no, she still doesn’t get why anyone would think that her Dad was cool.

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An illustration of Nat Wolff, Parker Posey and David Cale in “The Seagull/Woodstock, NY” by Keith Negley.

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My Dad Used to Be So Cool by Keith Negley

My Dad Used to Be So Cool by Keith Negley. Flying Eye Books, c2016, 2024. 9781838748982 Rating: 1-5 (5 is an excellent or a Starred review) 5 Format: Hardcover picture book What did you like about the book?  In a direct challenge to the dadcore trope, Keith Negly offers readers a tattooed metalhead father who’s swapped out his motorcycle for a minivan. Using first person narration, a little…

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'Art' has no value

Midjourney: /imagine style by John Harris by Keith Negley, "Art" has no value::2 --ar 3:2 --s 90

StudioArtist: PASeq / _Natural Media with vector paints/ Acrylic Thick Vector

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KEITH NEGLEY

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Painted Bunting, by Keith Negley.

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Keith Negley: “This Is Where I Admit I am Powerless”.

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Tough Guys (Have Feelings Too) by Keith Negley

Tough Guys (Have Feelings Too) by Keith Negley. Flying Eye Books, c2015, 2024. 9781838748951 Rating: 1-5 (5 is an excellent or a Starred review) 4 Format: Hardcover picture book What did you like about the book?  Vivid and stylish artwork explores traditional masculine tropes and prompts kids and parents to identify and sympathize with a series of tough guys. Beautiful, sparse end papers show…

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Keith Negley