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Post by andydecker on Nov 26, 2011 10:33:00 GMT
Robert E. Howard Pigeons from Hell(Ace Books, 1979)  Cober by Esteban Maroto Contents Introduction (1976) essay by Glenn Lord
Pigeons from Hell • (1938)
The Gods of Bal-Sagoth (1931)
People of the Dark (1932)
The Children of the Night (1931)
The Dead Remember (1936)
The Man on the Ground (1933)
The Garden of Fear (1934)
The Thing on the Roof (1932)
The Hyena (1928)
Dig Me No Grave (1937)
The Dream Snake (1928)
In the Forest of Villefere (1925 )
Old Garfield's Heart (1933)
The Voice of El-Lil (1930)The introduction is basically a letter from Howard which was published in Weird Tales. The cover is a nice Maroto, who maybe is more known for his comic work done for Warren magazines like Vampirella and Creepy. It is just not very apprppiate for the book. Guess the reasoning was: oh, it is the writer of Conan, slap a guy with a sword on it. |
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Post by Jojo Lapin X on Nov 26, 2011 13:52:23 GMT
oh, it is the writer of Conan, slap a guy with a sword on it. No, wait, make it an axe instead! |
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Post by dem bones on Nov 26, 2011 19:21:30 GMT
I think the artwork is far more appropriate than Jeff Jones' effort for the Zebra edition of the same book. What's that all about? |
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Post by andydecker on Nov 26, 2011 21:36:26 GMT
I mostly like Jones, but you are right. This is just weird, and not in a good way.  |
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Post by fritzmaitland on Oct 8, 2021 10:22:59 GMT
Yipes! It's the 8th of October and my story selection for today is ...erm….Pigeons From Hell (not from this volume but from Wordsworth Editions' The Haunter Of The Ring And Other Stories - another anthology I was surprised to find I had). What an absolute rip-roaring corker of a tale this is. Had I an inking that it would be this good, I'd have left it until nearer the end of the month. Two New Englanders are journeying through the American deep South, and decide to camp overnight in a decaying plantation house. Awoken by bad dreams, one traveller hears a whistling horror upstairs, the other sonambulistically goes in search of it. Axe murder! He's not quite dead! The survivor flees, can't use their automobile because of a rattlesnake intruder, seems to be pursued by what might be a large, green-eyed timber wolf, then (hooray!) bumps into a horse-ridin', rootin' tootin', six shooter totin' Sheriff, who's bluff no-nonsense manner calms things down. Although suspicious of the Yankee, he knows there's something odd about the house, and decides to investigate. And it just goes more bonkers after that.
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