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Big Game, Short Stories

Growing old1, I find myself increasingly interested in short fiction, both as a reader and a writer.
Maybe it comes from the realization that time is running out, who knows.
Or maybe it’s because, having appreciated the challenges of writing short stories, one comes to enjoy much more the short stories out there.

w505430One of the gifts I made myself for having finished my novel was Alex Bledsoe‘s two-story ebook, Next-to-Last of the Tiger Men & Mack’s Rhino.
I read both the stories two nights ago, and I am awed by the author’s skill and sensibility.

Both Next-to-Last of the Tiger Men and Mack’s Rhino are big game hunting stories.
Is there anything more classic than hunting stories?
Hemingway and all that.
And yet, these are also stories about hauntings – very different hauntings.
Not scary, but… deep.

Both stories feature Tennessee-born professional hunters Linda Fontana and T.S. Bunch, and in the characterization of these two, and their relationship, Alex Bledsoe’s skill shines as much as it does shine in his ability to summon a whole world, a whole set of sensations, in a very short narrative space.

I’ll have to re-read this ebook again, and again – and try to learn as much as I can.


  1. Like George Carlin used to say, I’m not growing older, I have to face the fact that I’m growing old


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The way they do it

Rogue Blades Entertainment has a strong track record as far as I’m concerned – I have a few of their anthologies here on my shelf, and they never failed to deliver as promised: entertaining, original, solid no-frills sword & sorcery.

9780982053683_covSo I was extremely interested when Writing Fantasy Heroes was announced – a multi-author collection of essays on sword & sorcery writing, from one of my favorite purveyours of sword & sorcery, edited by J.M. Waltz.
What could go wrong with that?

Well, first there was the fact that the Italian Amazon does not carry the book.
Then, the delivery guy was unable to find my house (it happens, I live in the wilderness), and sent my copy back to the international seller from which I had ordered it.
With the refund, I got me a second copy.
And it got to my house two days before Easter, and waited in the pouring rain, hanging halfway out of my (flooded) mailbox, for my return home from the hospital.

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