The Mind of Edward Lee





Lee loves crabs, walks on the beach & writing twisted hardcore horror—with total glee! Have you met this man's mind? You should. Incidentally, THE HOUSE is dedicated to me. Thanks Lee. Tell me again, what's a bag flick?

You should know that it took me a month to get through "Stick Woman" in Darkside—and it's not 'cause I'm a slow reader. I couldn't stomach it.

I stood in Borders wide-eyed and wondering how they could have something so sick in their store. I only read a page then I tossed it on the shelf and left. The next time, it felt like Lee was tickling my brain and whispering, "Don't you wanna know what happens next?" And it was awful. Disgusting. Third time I finally bought the damn thing. Say, if you have debt collectors and you don't want them calling you anymore, start reading 'em some of this stuff. They won't stay on the phone for long. I believe Lee was once told by a mainstream publishing editor, "Are you fuckin' kidding me?" I may be paraphrasing.

I take whiskey and mix it with cola and ice if I'm gonna go on a ride with Lee. He's dark.

(Scribble a whisper)

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