for best horror novel . . . goes to Don’t Fear the Reaper! Amazing. Unexpected. The absolute coolest–highest honor. Thanks, all.
Such an unexpected honor for so many readers to have pulled this off—thank y’all so, so much. A once-in-a-career thing, maybe? Anyway, even got picked up by news outlets:
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Thanks to Benjamin Percy for the heads-up. And, man, if only I had the nerve to ever do something like this. I’ll jump off whatever, walk into dark places, stick my fingers in light sockets, all that. But, this? This is far beyond consideration, for me. Not because it’s rap. Because it’s doing something remotely theatric, or demonstrative—I’m just not put together that way. Have always wished I was. But? Wouldn’t mind having a writing career …
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 