Since publishing Dark Art of an Аrуаn Mystic, and receiving commentary from Deuce and a few other readers on the subject of my absolute favorite author, our [my son and niece actually handle the accounts and control most of the titles, that is everything published under DarkEyedGirl and PunchBuggy Books, which should simplify the aftermath of my untimely death in terms of this dubious literary inheritance] sales have tripled on the print side, focusing on Howardesque titles.

Howard readers, I thank you.

We are using the revenue to purchase all of Howard's titles that I do not own—as half of what I read of his in my teens have been given away to young readers—so that I might make a serious attempt at one of my ambitions, which is the review of everything Robert E. Howard has written. These reviews will continue to be published in the series a Thousand Years in His Soul along with reviews of work by other authors of the period such as Jack London and Edgar Rice Burroughs.

On the site there have been some e-mail requests that I pick up more of the languishing serials, particularly of Poet [a boxing story that I hope Howard would approve of], and that I finally write a fantasy, the working title of which shall be Sacred Heart: The Seven Fantastic Heresies of Heshman Shew Mote, set in the world of Christendom.