Category: SGJ
When their rental truck breaks down, two friends moving cross-country kill time by telling stories about the strange carving in front of the motel where they’re awaiting a mechanic.
Edited by Ellen Datlow.
Art by Brian Britigan
Read free at Reactor
LINKS : Goodeads
Oh, and, was eating at a place (in Colorado) across from this, and, you know, as happens, I started sort of thinking about a story . . .
well, mine, anyway: all my books as of April 6th, 2024:
Awakening covered in blood, the sole survivor of a doomed raiding party, Conan sets out for the taverns, women, and ale of Trinnecerl. To reach the village, however, he must pass ruins scattered with the shattered helmets, broken blades, and bones of untold victims—as well as the hideous the creature that left them, the Lord of the Mount.
From Titan, on Amazon
Sort of related: Stygian Dogs reading a Conan the Barbarian piece I wrote for Texas Monthly:
is the NYT bestselling author of 35 or so books, +350 stories, some comic books, and all this stuff here. He lives in Boulder, Colorado, and has a few broken-down old trucks, one PhD, and way too many boots. More 