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London Dead
Book Announcement Today, I wanted to take this opportunity to make an official announcement about an upcoming book release that I’m beyond excited about. I’m excited, of course, because I’m referring to my own debut novel. This is a project I’ve been working on for more than twelve years now. Yes, twelve years of my…
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THINKING ABOUT VILLAINS
Last year I listened to the audiobook Chaos: Charles Manson, the CIA, And The Secret History Of The 60s. It had me hooked, because I can remember as a teen in the early 90s when Manson’s crazed face got put on black T-shirts and placed on serial killer trading cards. This is a true horror…
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Ghosts of Christmas Past
When people think of Christmas, I suspect that ghost stories and paranormal literature are not the first thing that pop into their minds. Despite that, one of the most beloved works of paranormal literature is indelibly associated with Christmas and, in many ways, shaped the way we think about the holiday. I’m referring, of course,…
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Friends of the Weavers
Good morning, dear readers, and it’s great to be able to welcome you again. We’re coming up on the New Year, and I thought, rather than trying to scare the pants off of you again, I’d give a shout-out to those other sites who went the extra mile to help us get seen. I know,…
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The Song of Scarbeak
Recent posts here have been thoughtful and/or erudite. That’s all well and good, and they have been appreciated; but sadly, this post will not continue that trend. Since it falls to me to post something here on our Thanksgiving holiday, I thought it would be appropriate for me to instead ‘talk turkey’, so to speak.…
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From Blood to Whispers: The Appeal of Quiet Horror
I used to live in the guts of horror. By that, I mean the kind of horror that stains your palms and tastes like rust. My other books — especially the Bloody Series with its love for graphic detail, human monsters, and the unforgiving anatomy of violence — live in the places where flesh tears,…
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The Natural Rewards of Writing
I’m sure there are people out there who began writing because they wanted fame and fortune (although I can’t imagine anyone who keeps writing because of all the loose fame and fortune laying around in publishing). Every writer I know, however, began writing for a couple of reasons: There are some writers who are happy…
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Hobbes, Nihilism, and Mad Max 2
For reasons long forgotten two mighty warrior tribes went to war and touched off a blaze which engulfed them all. Without fuel they were nothing. They’d built a house of straw. The thundering machines sputtered and stopped. Their leaders talked and talked and talked, but nothing could stem the avalanche. Their world crumbled. Cities exploded…
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The Door
There are few objects more ordinary than a door. We pass through them a dozen times a day without thought. They separate rooms, mark boundaries, provide privacy. But in horror, doors carry far heavier meaning. They become symbols of fear—of what lies beyond, or of what might cross through when we least expect it. A…
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