Stomping On Yeti reviews "Red Rover, Red Rover," saying it might just be the best horror story the big albino beast has read this year. And hey, that kind of praise (and comparisons to Stephen King) are always guaranteed to make a writer's heart go pitty-pat. Gracias!As for availability, "Red Rover, Red Rover" isn't in the trade edition of Lesser Demons, but it's the extra jolt of juice you get (in chapbook form) if you buy the limited edition, which you can still grab over at Subterranean Press.
Other than that, kicking back a little for the Fourth. Good mail day today with a letter from my cousin Wild Bill, including a pic of him in the cockpit of a MiG-17 ready to revive the Cold War and give Ivan some payback. Decompression last night in the form of Zombieland (thumbnail review: any movie that tips its hat to Steve McQueen's Wanted: Dead or Alive "Mare's Leg" Winchester is all right with me). Recompression in the form of knocking off a couple thousand words of an overdue short story. Which means I'm not quite ready for fireworks yet... but I'm getting there.
So, as they used to say in the old days, "Have a safe and sane holiday, kids." Though we're all about spare parts here at American Frankenstein, be sure and keep yours attached... and enjoy!
