Grunn is not of woman born. Well... maybe not. His mother claims otherwise. Still, he's one of the most exciting and unpredictable pulp writers of our time. As a child he drew stories. Then he lost his love of tale for a few years. When he was twenty, he got lost in the wilds of Alaska and injured himself. Running out of food, he wrote letters on the back of torn and worthless topographical maps. Then he wrote a journal. Then a story. He hobbled out of the tundra, starved and crazed. He recovered, his love for writing rekindled. But it was still something he wrote on the side, in the confines