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...

I am the symbol of Creation and Destruction I am the beginning and the end. With my tail in my mouth I am the Circle of Eternity. Wis...

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...

I had a feeling Black Panther would be my favourite Marvel film for a while now. The first trailer indicated to me that this was going ...

I discussed this company once before , but The Asylum's latest scheme has moved me to briefly comment. See, this could be just ano...

Coming up next month is Pulpfest , the annual shindig dedicated to all things pulp: a celebration of Tarzan's and John Carter's ...

I have one request: before you read any further, please read all of it until the end. It's quite a long read, but I really hope it'...

Now THIS is a goddamn trailer. Remember what I said last time about the Conan trailer, that all I wanted was to watch a trailer and thin...

A few more posts this week rounding out April... Sunday sees that damned mill return, and a fairly lengthy one given my opinions on every...

This was a crazy week. So many important dates to consider!

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...