George Cottonwood Books

fantasy

  • The Egyptian Enigma

    I picked up The Egyptian Enigma because the algorithm repeatedly offered me David Darling on my feed. I then listened to his interview on the Men’s Adventure Fiction podcast and learned about this book, and pulled the trigger after that.… Continue reading

    The Egyptian Enigma

  • I Sold My First Short Story

    I am thrilled to announce that I have sold a short story! One of my Dusty Thorngage stories titled “Snake Oil” will be appearing in a weird west anthology by Edge Weaver Books. The Dusty Thorngage stories are a blend… Continue reading

    I Sold My First Short Story

  • The Grind: Writing Update

    It’s tough being a part-time pen name. The pulp work ethic is to write fast, don’t think, and publish often. That is good and right, but I wonder if that is a goal for writing fitness to work up to,… Continue reading

    The Grind: Writing Update

  • Writing Goals for 2025

    If you aren’t doing a “year in review, year and preview” self-analysis, whether regarding your family, work, or other interests, then you’re simply doing it wrong. These aren’t New Year resolutions, they are a way to recommit to what you… Continue reading

    Writing Goals for 2025

  • Review: Misplaced Faith: An Apocalypse Cowboy Adventure by W.S. Wentworth

    From time to time I will review books from one of two categories: books that are influential to my own writing, and other indie authors risking it for the biscuit such as myself. I am not paid for these reviews… Continue reading

    Review: Misplaced Faith: An Apocalypse Cowboy Adventure by W.S. Wentworth

  • Hell’s Warband Part 4

    Both parties stared at each other for several long moments, neither making sudden moves. “Rangers, remount,” Dusty said calmly. Those that could, did so. Those who had been dismounted and whose horses had wandered away instead reloaded and took cover… Continue reading

  • Hell’s Warband Part 3

    The Fangs were a gang of bandits known in the area for rustling livestock and waylaying caravans. They were named for the fangs and tusks of various animals they used as symbols of rank; the more teeth, the higher their… Continue reading

  • Hell’s Warband Part 2

    They rode east towards the mountains as the night sky began to grey with the coming dawn. Stoutbelly rode behind Jed, and he helped navigate the rangers to the site of the massacre. There was hardly a need for direction;… Continue reading

  • Hell’s Warband Part 1

    The gnolls came in the night. Ravaging and burning, the hyena-like monsters set fire to the outlying buildings in Breckenridge Falls so that they could play in the chaos. Except this time they didn’t just destroy, they also stole a… Continue reading

  • Love’s Sendero Part 8

    My arms ached. I felt like I was simultaneously floating and being pulled down at the same time. Someone slapped my face. It jarred me and I came back to full consciousness. I was slapped again and as my eyes… Continue reading