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Doomlord: Master of Life, Bringer of Death, Lover of Coronation St…
[Hey ho. Apropos of nothing much, just thought I'd reprint the Doomlord piece I wrote for SFX #200. Enjoy, earthling scum.] March 27th, 1982. Midnight. A fireball flashes across the skies over “the sleeping town of Cranbridge”. In nearby “Gallows… continue reading »
Will Coyotes Still Get in?
About 6 months ago, on a night (dear readers) very much like this,1 I found myself sitting, sweatily, at a giant mahogany table in my parents’ “Good Room”.2 Phone in hand. Preparing to talk to an 85-year-old Richard Matheson. Look,… continue reading »
