We need more fiction.
We need more beguiling villains worthy of the conflicted hero’s pursuit.
Their smokey rooms have to be soaked in familiar imagery, while swift subversions of any genre’s expectations make their entrances and turn over their tables. The roads they’re on have to twist and turn their mission so they lose sight of the incitement far behind them.
We need Hollow Grim, noir sleuth manhunter rifleman, and Eric Verrity, misunderstood superhuman crime fighter, among a small series of revolving main characters.
Welcome to the Potboiler. Pulpy paperback genre fiction with some fresh paint.
Good, fun reading for your ears.
Find out more at on my website: https://patrickhughes.ca/
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We need more fiction.
We need more beguiling villains worthy of the conflicted hero’s pursuit.
Their smokey rooms have to be soaked in familiar imagery, while swift subversions of any genre’s expectations make their entrances and turn over their tables. The roads they’re on have to twist and turn their mission so they lose sight of the incitement far behind them.
We need Hollow Grim, noir sleuth manhunter rifleman, and Eric Verrity, misunderstood superhuman crime fighter, among a small series of revolving main characters.
Welcome to the Potboiler. Pulpy paperback genre fiction with some fresh paint.
Good, fun reading for your ears.
Find out more at on my website: https://patrickhughes.ca/
Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.
Nevada, 1896.
Hollow Grim is a killer. He’s the kind of killer Nevada needs. Some predators will only be a threat to the civilized herd. They’ve proven themselves unworthy of a place above the desert dirt. Hollow hunts them as an occasional marksman contractor for the US Marshal.
When he’s not on a fugitive’s trail or setting aim with his notorious rifle, Hollow lives a quiet life as the Postal Clerk for Progress Township, sorting the correspondence from the changing country and hoping the Marshal won’t call on his violent services.
Today Hollow is on trial for murder. His kill shot rang out across the town square, in the closing moments of the Sunday chapel service. John Butler lies dead, an innocent man by all accounts, surrounded by his friends and neighbors.
The gallery that once saw Hollow as a hero wants to see his face framed in a noose
When Hollow Grim starts on the path of a fugitive, every step forward is precise and strategic, until he sets the line of his rifle. He doesn’t kill for a bounty, and never acts on rage or vengeance. Why did he kill John Butler?
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