"The desert sun blazed down on a man who couldn’t sweat. The sand beneath his steed’s hooves shifted and sank, swaying his ride and shaking his bones with the sound of an Indian’s turtle shell rattle. He straightened his spine, cracked his neck, and tried to wipe the dust from his upper arm with a clack of his hand. His eye sockets scanned the horizon and found the way station. Knocking his heels against the rib cage of his mount, Adam Rib, Bony Express Rider, spurred Scratch, his skeletal horse, onward." The opening paragraph from "The Ballad of Adam Rib, Bony Express Rider," the first short story in my collection TWISTED TUMBLEWEED TALES--now available in a trade paperback print edition from Crossroad Press Audio & Digital Books. Thanks to David Wilson and the team at Crossroad Press for making this happen--and thank you all for your interest and support!
Posted on: Mon, 30 Sep 2013 04:15:34 +0000
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