A series of articles wherein “two modern Mythos writers get girl cooties all over old Howard’s original sandbox”. Rithanna Emrys and Anne M. Pillsworth summarize a story and the comment on it. Both ladies have great commentary on the cosmic horror stories. Continue reading “Reading About Other People Reading”→
I’ve mentioned before that I have thing for Prohibition era supernatural stories. Black City Saint, by Richard A. Knaak, is told from the first person point-of-view of Nick Medea—aka Saint George—as he battles Oberon for the fate of both Feirie and the mortal worlds.
Or Nick as he prefers to be called, was bound to the dragon he killed. Said dragon, who goes by “Eye”, had been the guardian of the Gate between Feirie and the mortal world. Now Nick is that guardian. He has access, when the dragon allows, to the dragon’s abilities/body parts, such as his eyes which can penetrate magical glamours as well as more mundane darkness. Also claws, and sometimes wings. Though the dragon occasionally snarks at Nick. Continue reading “Black City Saint—Saint George Is the Dragon”→
I’m a sucker for Prohibition era supernatural stories. Told in the first person perspective from private detective Mick Oberon, Hot Lead, Cold Iron by Ari Marmell is a fun and exciting romp through 1930s Chicago and its Fairyland reflection.
Detective Mick Oberon packs a wand instead of a gun and doesn’t wear a hat due to his pointy ears, whether they show under his illusion or not. He has a friend on the force who’s a werewolf, whom Mick opens a gate through to Fairyland for every full moon. We also don’t know Mick’s real name. Mick Oberon is the name he chose when he left Elfhame some time ago and came to live amongst humans. Continue reading “Hot Lead, Cold Iron—Prohibition Era Elves”→
Mark of the Demon by Diana Rowland is an urban fantasy told in the first person perspective of Detective Kara Gillian. She’s hunting the Symbol Man, a serial killer who’s returned to her small hometown of Beaulac, Louisiana.
There are twelve ranks of demons that can be summoned, not counting the demon lords because trying to summon one of those is suicidal. The book starts with Kara having just summoned a reyza, the highest rank of demon (again, not counting a lord) and thus becoming a full-fledged summoner. Of course, some idiot thief picks that exact moment to break into her house. Continue reading “Mark of the Demon—Not My Favorite But Okay”→