This is my weird western (a sub-genre of the horror field) ARROYO. The cover is miles different from what I envisioned, but it fits. See the flying saucer? I no longer remember why I wanted to write a weird western. For most of my reading life I’ve disliked pulp fiction (except for the Tarzan books), but sometime in the past twenty years I learned to love them.

This is my take on pulp fiction writing in the weird western genre. Action, adventure, a couple of love stories, Texas history (mostly made up), late 1800’s setting, and all the relevant monsters I could think of thrown into the mix.

One really interesting thing about this book. It is one young man’s favorite book..

A couple of years back we sold books at a pecan festival along the banks of the San Marcos River. A woman approached to talk to us. She said her son had bought ARROYO from me the previous year. I remembered him. I wondered which way this was going. She certainly hadn’t brought the book into the park with her. She smiled and told us ARROYO was her son’s favorite book and he had read it again and again and again and again. He carried it around with him.

You see, he was autistic. I didn’t say this, but I wished he’d picked a better book to love than mine. There are so many to chose from. But what a compliment. Something in ARROYO really spoke to him. I have favorite movies like that. Where there’s a perfectly spoken line, or gorgeous backgrounds, or the loveliness of an actor or actress that takes your breath away. Probably every piece of art has something that speaks to somebody, even when it doesn’t affect everyone.

So. I’ve written someone’s favorite book.

I’m honored.

You can see it here http://amzn.com/B0067NCEJ4

WHAT I READ THIS WEEK; The Luckiest Lady in London by Sherry Thomas. His at Night by Sherry Thomas. Oh, Fudge by Nancy Coco.

Below is a book by one of my friends.