In an old writing group we had an ongoing joke you never “arrived” until you wrote an Elvis story. Many members did, I did not. 
The same sort of thing might be said of westerns, but with Doc Holliday. This consumptive blue-eyed killer continues to generate stories, ideas, and unverifiable legends. I got to thinking. What if Doc Holliday visited Haxan, the one town in New Mexico Territory known as a vicious killing-bottle. Mightn’t he feel at home?
My “Doc Holliday story” was named “Tombstone” and it appeared in 2010 in The Western Online. Later, people got in touch with me and expressed how much they enjoyed it.
Finally, Holliday’s trademark quip has historical backing*, so that’s why I included it in my story.
Just follow the link if you want to take a peek at it! I hope you enjoy it.
*Much of what we know about Holliday is shaky at best. I think that is what draws him to readers and writers. Aside from the basic facts regarding his life, almost everything else is a tabula rasa.
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