I’m a lifelong Robert E Howard fan, and after collecting the Ace paperback Conan series, spent the next 20 years looking for any Howard books I could find. I had grown to want the Howard-only writings, not the edited down, “posthumous pastiches,” and Frankenstein versions of stories that were part of the L Sprague de Camp legacy, but pure, unadulterated Howard. Even the Howard when he wasn’t at his best. In the 2000s my wish began to be granted with the Del Rey versions of Conan, Kull, Bran Mak Morn, Solomon Kane, El Borak and others. Then a couple of decades later I discovered Robert E Howard Foundation Press. Alas, by then the first editions of several of their volumes were out of print. I bought up what I could. Which was still several volumes, including “Ultimate Editions,” revised and updated versions of earlier first editions. This volume is one such. I will say this one started out slow for me. “Skull Face” was a nice read, but I just didn’t connect. But as the stories progressed, I felt they became better, tighter, more well-written. Be warned: there are racial stereotypes and language that were in the culture of his day, particularly the “menacing Asian” and “dark Africa” cultures. And most of the damsels are in distress and needing rescue. Nonetheless, this is pulp fiction of the weird action story at its overall best. Four stars as I don’t think all the stories land. But four hundred pages of fun, with another hundred of unfinished and draft stories, plus synopses of finished tales.