Jan 6, 2025 | Doomtown Fiction, Authors, Doomtown, Event, Owen Lean
By Owen Lean Mateo turned away from his unwanted companion for a moment as a girl in brown pigtails pushed the saloon doors open with all the confidence of one who didn’t think she was remotely out of place in the establishment. He raised an eyebrow before he noted...
Jan 6, 2025 | Doomtown Fiction, Authors, Debt of Blood, Doomtown, Owen Lean
By Owen Lean June 1882 The closing act of Gui Fei Zui Jiu was reaching its crescendo. As the song reached its peak, The curtain at the back of the royal box in the Shan Fan theatre opened and a small man with a stack of steaming dim sum baskets stepped inside....
Jun 14, 2024 | Owen Lean, Aces Low, Doomtown Fiction
By Owen Lean “Yep. Had no problem punching folks… but them things he made me fight… well, I tell you Mister Essex, they weren’t natural.” Lewis “Grizzly” Evans stared off into the middle distance as he reiterated the reasons he was ‘retiring’ as a prize fighter. ...
Jun 14, 2024 | Owen Lean, Aces Low, Doomtown, Doomtown Fiction
By Owen Lean May, 1882 “Oh, for God’s sake, hurry up and die.” Christine Perfect snarled. “Or stop your incessant baying. Either works.” Understandably skittish ever since we’d witnessed her transformation, she anxiously sniffed at Cheyenne’s thin, dry air. “I’m...
Jun 14, 2024 | Authors, Aces Low, Doomtown, Doomtown Fiction, Owen Lean
By Owen Lean May 1882 There are specific phrases in the modern parlance that are overused to the point of becoming as meaningless as they are odious. “It’s been one of those days” is most definitely one of them. However, should one find oneself...
Jun 14, 2024 | Authors, Aces Low, Doomtown, Doomtown Fiction, Owen Lean
By Owen Lean May, 1882Lane Healey and I planned to rendezvous two weeks later in Santa Fe. Now, as I approached the San Miguel church, I could see the simpleton standing in its shadow looking impatient. Good. If he was irritated, he’d be easier to manipulate. On the...