Arnould Galopin - Doctor Omega
French pulp-fiction from 1903 describing the adventures of a mysterious Doctor Omega through the eyes of a cowardly violin player. the story dragged in places, and went too quickly in others, and on occasion it suffers from comparison to another Doctor.
i should mention, this Doctor Omega is described as an older man, with swept-back white hair over a high forehead, eyes that glitter with intelligence (and malice, from time to time) who is irascible, dressed in black, has a grand-daughter named Susanne, is an exile from his people, and travels in space and time. sound familiar?
Black Coat Press, the publishers of this book, have also put out an anthology of Doctor Omega stories, in which if you were to omit the word "Omega," would read as miscellaneous adventures of the William Hartnell-era Doctor Who. (i should admit here that i have a story in this book, "What Doesn't Die," and so does Matthew.) the entire time i was reading this book, i kept thinking of what an enjoyable animated adventure this would make, with certain tweaks made to the ending, of course.
anyway. i enjoyed it. you should, too.