Occasionally you meet someone at a convention that you just hit it off with. I'm not only a new friend of John's, but a considerable fan. He gave me a copy of Southern Gods
, which is due to come out from Night Shade in August 2011. Let me say, I get handed lots of books. I try and read most of them. Some I comment on. Sometimes it feels like a chore, but I don't mind because I have an obligation to pay it back.
Reading Southern Gods was no chore. It was a dark and dreamy delight. The plot rises from the mire of established Southern Gothic and Cthluhu fiction and is enlivened by the sort of characters only Elmore Leonard and Shirley Jackson could write. The narrative creeps on alligator feet through the swamps of Post WWII American South, where slavery is still fresh in the memory and Rock and Roll is being born. A detective noir cthulhu southern gothic mystery, Southern Gods held me fast until the end, leaving me wanting more, but satisfied that I had witnessed enough brilliantly rendered brutality and compassion for one sitting.
I'm sharing this from John's site. I thought it was funny -Oh! I keep forgetting stuff. I made the acquaintance of Weston Ochse (and his wife Yvonne Navarro) and we hit it off gangbusters. He gave me some invaluable advice that I won't share here because I don't want you to steal the new super-abilities that Wes' words of power gave me. But let me tell you what, friends and neighbors, Weston Ochse is a badass of monumental proportions. Do not fuck with Wes. He'll break you. I would be interested in seeing Wes face off with Paul Wilson in a verbal cage match. Too bad they're both too damned pleasant to do it.
The very idea of F. Paul Wilson and me going at it is utterly ridiculous. Besides the fact that he'd probably open up a Repairman Jack-sized can of whoopass, we all know that he'd have Tom Monteleone step in for him, and no one, I mean no one, wants to mess with the Borderlands Mafia.
Plus. I love Paul. For that matter I love Tom too.
And now I'm finding myself loving John. I feel honored that I have an insight and a special look into the beginning of a young man's career. I've heard about his next book, and even talked to him about his next project. The horizon is deep and golden for John. I for one can't wait for the rest of the universe to discover exactly how good he is.
, which is due to come out from Night Shade in August 2011. Let me say, I get handed lots of books. I try and read most of them. Some I comment on. Sometimes it feels like a chore, but I don't mind because I have an obligation to pay it back. |
| Cover Art for Southern Gods |
Reading Southern Gods was no chore. It was a dark and dreamy delight. The plot rises from the mire of established Southern Gothic and Cthluhu fiction and is enlivened by the sort of characters only Elmore Leonard and Shirley Jackson could write. The narrative creeps on alligator feet through the swamps of Post WWII American South, where slavery is still fresh in the memory and Rock and Roll is being born. A detective noir cthulhu southern gothic mystery, Southern Gods held me fast until the end, leaving me wanting more, but satisfied that I had witnessed enough brilliantly rendered brutality and compassion for one sitting.
I'm sharing this from John's site. I thought it was funny -Oh! I keep forgetting stuff. I made the acquaintance of Weston Ochse (and his wife Yvonne Navarro) and we hit it off gangbusters. He gave me some invaluable advice that I won't share here because I don't want you to steal the new super-abilities that Wes' words of power gave me. But let me tell you what, friends and neighbors, Weston Ochse is a badass of monumental proportions. Do not fuck with Wes. He'll break you. I would be interested in seeing Wes face off with Paul Wilson in a verbal cage match. Too bad they're both too damned pleasant to do it.
The very idea of F. Paul Wilson and me going at it is utterly ridiculous. Besides the fact that he'd probably open up a Repairman Jack-sized can of whoopass, we all know that he'd have Tom Monteleone step in for him, and no one, I mean no one, wants to mess with the Borderlands Mafia.
Plus. I love Paul. For that matter I love Tom too.
And now I'm finding myself loving John. I feel honored that I have an insight and a special look into the beginning of a young man's career. I've heard about his next book, and even talked to him about his next project. The horizon is deep and golden for John. I for one can't wait for the rest of the universe to discover exactly how good he is.
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