I make no bones about the fact that my roots are in the pulps. I loved Doc Savage and the Shadow and the Spider when I was growing up. Tracked down every one I could find. I've told people all my life that I was simply born in the wrong time. I want to write EVERYTHING. Back then you could. Writers went from a science fiction pulp story in the morning to a Western range romance in the afternoon, and then finished off the evening with a story they hoped to sell to Weird Tales.
This is my first foray into writing about pulp writers. It's 1935 and a young, nameless pulp writer who churns out the Lincoln Landry, Space Ranger pulp tales for the science fiction pulps wants to develop a few stories for Black Mask Magazine, which was then home to Raymond Chandler and Dashiell Hammett.
He pairs up with a tough New York police detective named Jim McLane and the action simply turns to pure pulp. Short chapters, action, and dialogue propel the story through to the end with a twist.
I'm putting it up on Kindle now, and it should be pubbed by the end of the week. I'm excited about this one.
Cover is by Keith Birdsong.

THIS IS GOING TO BE GREAT! I'M ALL OVER IT!
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