If you are tired of old, worn out history, the history-blogger is going to change the way you think about history.
NWtarheel said, "I began to visualize the author sitting at a table with a beer in his hand telling a friend about something he'd experienced personally. I have no idea if this author's version of historic events is any more factual or accurate than anyone else's, but he made it more colorful and easier to absorb than anything I studied in school."
Another reviewer, will5967, said "Vulich's writing style definitely isn't Shakespeare (much less Stephen E. Ambrose), but when profiling many of the famous Western outlaws, for example, his prose is often delightfully right on target, as well as refreshingly frank and to the point. So much so, that I found myself highlighting the heck out of the book, just to hopefully remember all those deliciously fact-filled sentences and paragraphs!"
For those of you unfamiliar with history-blogger, my name is Nick Vulich.
I am going to be brutally honest here; many people do not like the way I write history. They say my books are short on interpretation, and long on description, meaning I am concentrated more on telling the story than on why it happened, what it means, what could have, or should have happened.
My answer to that is I would rather sell the sizzle.
The story is what's important to me. I want to watch it unravel, all fast and furious like. I jump from event to event, train robbery to bank robbery, to the gang being shot all to hell by the posse.
There's no stopping.
No slowing down to examine the why’s, the where's, the what if’s, the could have been, the should have been. Those things were irrelevant to the outlaws. They were hell-bent on beating it out of town without getting shot full of holes, of staying two steps ahead of the pursuing posse.
If they stopped for even a moment to think or reflect on events, they would have been plugged full of lead or left swinging from the nearest branch.
Taking a moment to think things through wasn't a luxury most robbers or posses had. They were engaged in a no holds barred battle - one to escape and enjoy the fruits of their robbery, the other to bring the outlaws back to justice, or see them strung up from the nearest tree branch.
Lives were on the line. Lead flowed freely, and most outlaws no matter how smart, or lucky, faced a shorter than average life expectancy.
That is the story I want to tell.