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255 pages, Mass Market Paperback
First published January 1, 1977
They went swiftly then, the youths in soft buskins and he bare above the waist — aye, and reeling a bit from the wound in his head.Is it the overly-affected narration that took on the characters' speech patterns for no good reason? Also intermittently reversing word order?
It was not from lips those snarls emerged, for the doubly impaled man had no lips. Nor mouth, nor face he had; there was neither cartilage nor skin nor hair on the shining, grey-white skull that was his head.Is it the redundant wordiness?
He asked; no, there were no animals on this island, save those brought with them here by the Daneirans long and long ago; pigs and goats and sheep, for meat and milk, fleece and silky hair, and hides.Is it the proliferation of semicolons stringing sentences like bad Christmas lights?
[Quote omitted]Is it the relentless male gaze? Okay, I can sort of see Offutt catering to his audience. But do they have to be so _young_? He throws the word "nubile" around rather liberally.
He was neither alive nor dead. Dead, he lived. Yet he could not be slain, for he was not truly alive. Un-dead he had been for eighteen thousand yearsNo, I mean, _serious_ prolix. Offutt either endeavors to pad the page count or is desperate to ensure that not a single reader misunderstands.
Thulsa Doom effected escape into another dimension, a sort of world parallel to ours and not unlike it — and yet different.I would need to read the rest of the series and especially the Robert E Howard originals in order to see how this all hangs together. Offutt ingested Howard and got out of it the ideas of reincarnation--Cormac mac Art is the reincarnation of Kull and Conan--as well as alternate-history dimensions.