Comments on: Win a Signed Copy of Peter Straub’s New Book! http://absolutewrite.com/2010/02/01/win-a-signed-copy-of-peter-straubs-new-book/ Write hard. Write true. And write on. Fri, 18 May 2012 13:36:02 +0000 hourly 1 By: MacAllister Stone http://absolutewrite.com/2010/02/01/win-a-signed-copy-of-peter-straubs-new-book/comment-page-1/#comment-119 MacAllister Stone Tue, 09 Feb 2010 17:19:55 +0000 http://absolutewrite.com/?p=146#comment-119 <a href="#comment-118" rel="nofollow">@mike curiel</a> That's a very cool paragraph -- but you've got to post it over <em>there</em>-- not here - see above instructions. It's not my contest! I'm glad you shared it with us, though. @mike curiel That’s a very cool paragraph — but you’ve got to post it over there– not here – see above instructions. It’s not my contest!

I’m glad you shared it with us, though.

]]> By: mike curiel http://absolutewrite.com/2010/02/01/win-a-signed-copy-of-peter-straubs-new-book/comment-page-1/#comment-118 mike curiel Tue, 09 Feb 2010 11:44:55 +0000 http://absolutewrite.com/?p=146#comment-118 it's not the grizzly bears, and it's not the black bears. it's the wooden structures and full scale cabins located dozens of miles in the middle of nowhere. it's the chests and freezers that were dumped in the middle of the woods, turning up the same day after deep winter murder. it's the one way "taxi" rides you get treated to on your way out of town, if that's what a group of ambitious mountain men have decided you deserve. it wasn't when a group of long haired and otherwise alternative youths were hung upside down over a lethally cold and shallow river and told they weren't liked in town. the scariest thing were the hoards of princess cruiseline guests. it was the pink pastel alaska sweatshirt asking how we arranged the lighting on the mt. mckinley mountain range. and it was the size of her paycheck, compared to mine. talkeetna, AK it’s not the grizzly bears, and it’s not the black bears. it’s the wooden structures and full scale cabins located dozens of miles in the middle of nowhere. it’s the chests and freezers that were dumped in the middle of the woods, turning up the same day after deep winter murder. it’s the one way “taxi” rides you get treated to on your way out of town, if that’s what a group of ambitious mountain men have decided you deserve. it wasn’t when a group of long haired and otherwise alternative youths were hung upside down over a lethally cold and shallow river and told they weren’t liked in town. the scariest thing were the hoards of princess cruiseline guests. it was the pink pastel alaska sweatshirt asking how we arranged the lighting on the mt. mckinley mountain range. and it was the size of her paycheck, compared to mine.

talkeetna, AK

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