Title: Guns Roaring West
Author: Peter Field
Cover artist: Uncredited
Yours for: $8
Best things about this cover:
- "Guns Roaring West ... I said 'West' ... 'WEST!' ... aw hell, just leave it."
- That is an arrow, right? Not some malformed cactus or a duck footprint?
- "Powder Valley" sounds like the setting for a saga about babysitting cheerleaders
- This main dude is quite elegant and suave in his erect bearing and mysterious, darkened eyes. His lime green neckerchief with white polka dots kinda undercuts the whole evil vibe.
Best things about this back cover:
- From the looks of that boot, I'd have to say this is a story about the Western fashion industry. I expect some kind of fabulous dance-off at the end.
- "His words rustled dryly in the heavy quiet" - I wish I had audio files of you all uttering "What yuh after here?" in such a fashion. I just can't imagine anyone Making Those Words Rustle Dryly in a Heavy Quiet! I'm trying to do it now, at my desk, and I sound like a combination of Clint Eastwood and pervert on the subway.
- This is like a menu of the writer's choicest phrases - "Let's see ... I'll take the Rattlesnake Blur, with a side of Gun Roaring Hollowly"
Sloan's ordinarily vacuous countenance went wooden.
OK, I am beginning to fall in love with the daring, loopy, teenage prose of your average vintage paperback. I want to set up some kind of story project where I challenge people to write Very Short stories (under 500 words) using sentences culled from these books as the first line. I need to know more about Sloan. Any Sloan.