Geoff Brown > Quotes

“Only use them at close range,” he said. “Silver bullets don’t shoot straight.”
― Geoff Brown, SNAFU: Wolves at the Door

“Giant spiders? Scary as shit, but if I could get me a good handgun or, better yet, a machine gun, I was going to ameliorate my terror by proving that armor-piercing rounds are an adequate answer to just about all of life’s little challenges.”
― Geoff Brown, SNAFU: An Anthology of Military Horror

“One step closer, and the bullet from the next Indian caught Folsom in the chest, tearing through the rib above his heart and then through the organ itself. He tried to aim his weapon but his traitorous fingers dropped it. The pain, when it showed up, was as large as a mountain and crushed his chest in its grip.”
― Geoff Brown, SNAFU: An Anthology of Military Horror

“A minute went by, then a friend came to join it. The clock party had just gotten started when he heard whistling. The notes were flat, tone-deaf things; the ghosts of murdered music.”
― Geoff Brown, SNAFU: Survival of the Fittest

“Gunfire, coming from the main house. Naylor recognised the distinctive agricultural clatter of AK47s and in reply, the faster buzz of a Delta machine gun. Sounded like the cartel had finally woken up. Well, that was to be expected eventually.”
― Geoff Brown, SNAFU: Wolves at the Door