The Blog That Time Forgot

I was once again offered the opportunity to write for DMR Books - as this year marks a century since The Land That Time Forgot (or the nove...

During the three days which followed, our progress was exasperatingly slow. I doubt if we made ten miles in the entire three days. The c...

The deer lay in a small open space close to a clump of acacias, and we had advanced to within several yards of our kill when we both hal...

Above the trees there soared into my vision a huge thing on batlike wings - a creature large as a large whale, but fashioned more after...

The Burroughs master illustrator J. Allen St. John's illustration of P. olsoni Close by us something rose to the surface of the ...

It must have been a little after three o'clock in the afternoon that it happened - the afternoon of June 3rd, 1916. It seems incre...

While I have a special place in my heart for the 1975 Doug McClure romp co-penned by Michael Moorcock, it wasn't as close to the novel a...