Bill Ward's blog of all things genre
On those cloudy days, Robert Neville was never sure when sunset came, and sometimes they were in the streets before he could get back. Title: I Am Legend Author: Richard Matheson Genre: Horror/Post-Apocalyptic Science Fiction Year: 1954 Richard Matheson’s name should be better known. I’m not making that claim out of some sort of fan [...]
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The dark came down on the world and world moved on. The gunslinger . . . dreamed his long dreams of the Dark Tower, to which he would some day come at dusk and approach, winding his horn, to do some unimaginable final battle. Title: The Gunslinger Author: Stephen King Genre: Dark Fantasy Year: 1982 [...]
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A carnival should be all growls, roars like timberlands stacked, bundled, rolled and crashed, great explosions of lion dust, men ablaze with working anger, pop bottles jangling, horse buckles shivering, engines and elephants in full stampede through rains of sweat while zebras neighed and trembled like cage trapped in cage. But this was like old [...]
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Buster wasn’t always right, and he gave mixed answers sometimes, but the thing that sticks with me, the thing that always seems right, was what he said about how life isn’t always satisfactory, and that in the end, dirt and flesh are pretty much the same. Title: A Fine Dark Line Author: Joe R. Lansdale [...]
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