Welcome, Mr B, the bard of Hartlepool, the dazzler of Bydgoszcz, intoxicating scribe of darkly funny tales, like the mordantly funny but gruesome Drunk on the Moon. What’s better than a werewolf PI? How about six more rip-snorting, can’t-put-’em-down stories about Roman Dalton, all just a bargain at 99¢? Best of all, lucky number seven…
Category: Drunk on the Moon
Friday’s Forgotten Books: Werewolf of Paris
Yeah, I seem to have wolves on the brain of late. I’m not the only one as this window display in an Eyre Square shop shows. I can’t explain — oh, wait. Yes, I can. One reason is that I’ve got a story coming out soon: It’s a Curse which will be the seventh installment…