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February 21, 2010 in: -> No Responses yet

Hagerstown, Maryland, newspaperwoman Marie Gilbert got to sit down with Hunter at a recent booksigning.

January 28, 2010 in: -> No Responses yet

An Indiana small-town newspaper writer found reading Hunter’s “American Gunfight” as striking as I did… only he’s probably got more readers. Add yourself to the list at this link.

January 24, 2010 in: -> No Responses yet

Hunter on Imus…

More Imus and Hunter here….

January 17, 2010 in: , -> No Responses yet

Writer Donis Casey caught Stephen Hunter and Stephen Coonts together for a speaking engagement last week and penned this review…

January 12, 2010 in: -> One Response so far

Our man Hunter, on the New York Times Best Seller list? Are the editors on vacation and not paying attention?

December 29, 2009 in: -> One Response so far

I, Sniper was released this week. It’s a great day in Hunterdom.

Here’s a couple of very interesting internet sightings of Stephen Hunter:

December 20, 2009 in: -> 10 Comments so far

I finished I, Sniper. If you’re one of the whiners who professed disappointment with The 47th Samurai, or Night of Thunder, this one will shut you up. Hunter is right back on the top of the game he mastered with Time To Hunt and Point of Impact. And Clint Eastwood should play Bob Lee for the movie.

If you’re planning on purchasing a copy of I, Sniper in the after-Christmas sales, you should be thinking ahead to your next book excusion. I, Sniper is not a particularly fast read, like Night of Thunder was, but it’s so good you’ll call in sick to work in order to keep reading.

So the next book I’m reading is Monster Hunter International by Larry Correia. Somebody on the web recommended “If you like Stephen Hunter books, you’ll like this one…” so I bought it. It’s good. But it’s also got a great story behind the book… Correia is a thirties-something fella from Utah who self-published his book to such favorable response that a real publisher picked it up. Check Correia and his book out here. If you order a book directly from Correia, I recommend you add $3 for the patch – later, you’ll be sorry that you didn’t. I am.

December 8, 2009 in: , -> 2 Comments so far

Mmm, mmm.

I, Sniper is the best book Hunter has written since Pale Horse Coming.

The story is simply arresting. And simultaneously compelling. I am 130 pages in, and don’t have the digits to count the number of times I paused to think “Holy Shit” – only to drop it and immediately jump right back in because I couldn’t wait to get to the next paragraph.

I thought I would share tonight’s 42nd such moment. Describing Bob Lee sitting in an uncomfortable “terrible plastic chair” at DFW, homeward bound, Hunter has Bob Lee think:

…the old man could get back to his rocking chair and watch the weather chemistry manufacture clouds the size of castles and more complicated structures over the blue-green meadow that fell back for miles until it broke apart on a sawtooth snarl of mountains.

Poetry. Billions of english words have been published since Gutenberg was inspired, and Hunter still manages to come up with fresh stuff like this.

I’m done now. Back to the book…

November 28, 2009 in: , -> 7 Comments so far

Hunter’s coming book tour supporting I, Sniper has been announced:

November 15, 2009 in: -> 2 Comments so far

Kirkus reports in with a thumbs-up review of I, Sniper:

In his guns-a-poppin’ latest, Hunter pits his series hero (Night of Thunder, 2007, etc.) against a nest of sharp-shooting vipers.

For a while, Carl Hitchcock was viewed as the ultimate warrior: a super marine, a sniper extraordinaire, none more famous. Credited with 93 kills in Vietnam, he traveled the gun-show circuit, basked in gunslinger glory, sold autographs, raked in testimonial money and was an authentic NRA rock star. But then Hitchcock cracked, went rogue, took to taking down certain of those who, back in the day, had been in the vanguard of the anti-Vietnam war movement; inevitably, the media tagged him the “Peacenik Sniper.” Eventually, after relentless pursuit by the FBI, Hitchcock saw no way out but to shoot himself.

Or so the narrative went. Persuasive as it was to virtually all, it left Bob Lee Swagger unsettled. In his view, a renegade Carl Hitchcock was a contradiction in terms. The behavior ascribed to him was a betrayal of the code of warrior honor. In short, it was not “the sniper way.” It smacked of conspiracy, dark and dirty.

Asked by FBI good guy Nick Memphis to help with the investigation, Bob Lee soon proves himself right while proving to others that no dark-and-dirty conspiracy, no matter how powerfully mounted, is safe so long as there are knightly snipers to keep the faith. Ah, but there are wicked snipers, too, just as sharp-eyed, trigger fingers every bit as quick. Really? Well, dust off the OK Corral.

Even the somewhat squeamish (11 shivery pages amount to a tutorial in how to endure water-boarding), and even certifiable gun-dummies, may once again find chivalric, heroic Bob Lee just about irresistible.

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