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…Turned to Fire is a slash Starsky and Hutch anthology. It won a STIFfie Award for Best zine – Misc. Category at Media West , and a 1995 Huggy Award (Best SH Zine) at ZebraCon 1995. Regarding the title: “Well, it’s a paraphrase of the quote, ‘Love is friendship set on fire.’ by Bishop Jeremy Taylor. …the title is a paraphrase,… -
Blue Eyes and Blue Jeans 2 is a slash Starsky and Hutch anthology edited by Linda McGee, Kath Moonshine, and Mary Louise Fisher, under the name, Idiot Triplets Press, in 1996. Blue Eyes and Blue Jeans 2 The Idiot Triplets Press Introduction BUT WAIT, THERE’S MORE! Here we are again with a second incarnation of Blue Eyes and Blue Jeans.… -
Blue Eyes and Blue Jeans is a slash Starsky and Hutch anthology edited by Linda McGee. Cover by Suzan Lovett BLUE EYES AND BLUE JEANS The Idiot Triplets Press Editor: Linda McGee Contributing Editor: Mary Louise Fisher Art Liaison: Kath Moonshine (186 pages, 105,000 words) Copyright 1995 for the authors and artists. This is a (definitely) non-profit amateur publication,… -
The intense grief over Terry’s death causes a reaction between Starsky and Hutch that takes them both by surprise—and leads to complications and reactions that culminate years later when working on an undercover assignment with a detective named Kira. Originally published in 1995 in the zine Blue Eyes and Blue Jeans, produced by Idiot Triplets Press and edited by… -
After John Blaine’s death, Hutch’s teasing comment, “…And you’re not even a good kisser,” prompts Starsky’s enigmatic response: “How do you know?” Interrupted by the police dispatcher, Hutch’s only chance to respond comes later… much later. Originally published in the Starsky and Hutch slash zine, Shadowplay, in 1989. Art by Jean. “How do you know that?” The immediate comeback… -
Starsky and Hutch are still working out the details of their relatively new sexual relationship. And the details are getting complicated. Originally published in the Starsky and Hutch slash zine, …Turned to Fire, in 1994. Starsky sat as he had ever since they’d left the bar, eyes straight ahead, grim profile proclaiming his discontent. Same to you, buddy, Hutch…