
His work has been collected in at least thirty short-story collections, and he has edited or co-edited over a dozen anthologies. He has written for comics, television, film, newspapers, and Internet sites. The author of fifty novels and more than three hundred short stories, his work has appeared in national anthologies, magazines, and collections, as well as numerous foreign publications. It offers the starving masses food, but there's always a price to pay for survival. A monster as strange and dangerous and mesmerizing as the creatures and villains on the screens. Then along comes the Popcorn King, a jiving, rhyming creature formed by blue-white lightning, with four arms and a popcorn bucket on its head. They grow hungry, homicidal and suicidal. People try to leave but find they are trapped by some acidic goo surrounding the entire drive-in. A comet, red and smiling with jagged teeth, flashes across the sky. But then suddenly the world changes in front of their eyes, not on the screens. Horns honk, BBQ grills sizzle, people yell and act the fool, ready for the marathon of one low-budget horror film after another.

It's a lit city that fills to the brim on Friday nights, crowds gather for the Dusk-to-Dawn Horror Shows. A drive-in theater so large it houses multiple stories-high screens that fill the sky, and can hold four thousand cars and all the people who can squeeze in them. Drive-in movie culture is mostly dead with one significant exception: THE ORBIT DRIVE-IN. THE DRIVE-IN 2: Not Just One of Them Sequels THE DRIVE-IN: A B-Movie with Blood and Popcorn, Made in Texas

It offers the starving masses food, but there’s always a price to pay for survival.Includes all three Drive-In novels from Mojo Storyteller Joe R. A monster as strange and dangerous and mesmerizing as the creatures and villains on the screens. Then along comes the Popcorn King, a jiving, rhyming creature formed by blue-white lightning, with four arms and a popcorn bucket on its head. People try to leave but find they are trapped by some acidic goo surrounding the entire drive-in. A comet, red and smiling with jagged teeth, flashes across the sky. But then suddenly the world changes in front of their eyes, not on the screens. Horns honk, BBQ grills sizzle, people yell and act the fool, ready for the marathon of one low-budget horror film after another. It’s a lit city that fills to the brim on Friday nights, crowds gather for the Dusk-to-Dawn Horror Shows. A drive-in theater so large it houses multiple stories-high screens that fill the sky, and can hold four thousand cars and all the people who can squeeze in them.


Drive-in movie culture is mostly dead with one significant exception: THE ORBIT DRIVE-IN. THE DRIVE-IN: A B-Movie with Blood and Popcorn, Made in Texas
