DESMOND CHILD • Weekend Masterclass



DESMOND CHILD


I've placed an ASCAP Playback article about Desmond Child inside the Funk Trunk. Very enlightening. I love it when he says,
"A song is an expression of emotion. I liken it to when somebody is telling you about something terrible that happened and then all of a sudden they make it a little more intense, and then all of a sudden they just start boo-hooing (laughs). That’s how it works in pop songwriting. You know, there's the verse that's usually short little phrases, and then comes a little bit more emotional intensity in the transition towards the chorus, and then when the chorus comes in, it’s all hell breaks loose. That matches human communication, emotional communication."
Click his face—either eye—and listen to songs that have made you rock!

A COVENTRY WEDDING by Becky Cochrane



When a ravine threatened the top of Paperback Mountain, I knew whose books I needed for support. Becky Cochrane. She's tamer in subject matter—powerful in content.



People if you go too dark, you'll need to detox with something cheerful and tender.



Try A Coventry Wedding by Becky Cochrane—and you'll stop thinking about that demon staring at you.


Available in paperback, eBook(s) and a HARDCOVER LARGE PRINT EDITION

Midnight Reader August Book Club selections

Read the August selections — Then join our Skype book chats in September!


CRIMEpulpBUZZ Selection



INSIDE THE MIND OF BTK by John Douglas and Johnny Dodd
Skype Group Chat: September 11th 4:00 PM EST Sunday Afternoon Tea


GAYpulpBUZZ Selection



THE LURE by Felice Picano
Skype Group Chat: September 18th 4:00 PM EST Sunday Afternoon Tea


12AMpulpBuzz Selection



PANDORA'S STAR by Peter F. Hamilton
Skype Group Chat: September 25th 4:00 PM EST Sunday Afternoon Tea

BRIEF ENCOUNTERS — Kindle & Nook Editions


Available from Amazon

Brief Encounters edited by Shane Allison (Cleis Press) is available now in Kindle and Nook editions.

Featuring stories by Rob Rosen, Jamie Freeman, Rob Wolfsham, Fred Towers, Jeff Mann, Kyle Lukoff, Logan Zachary, Jonathan Asche, Christopher Stone, Shanna Germain, Shane Allison, Johnny Murdoc, Jay Starre, Jay Rogers, Michael Bracken, Stephen Osborne, Robert Glück, M. Christian, Simon Sheppard, David Holly, William Holden, Brian Centrone, Derrick Della Giorgia, Jonathan Asche, Penboy 7, Xan West, Natty Soltesz, Eric K. Anderson, Diesel King, L. D. Madison, Bearmuffin, Gregory L. Norris, Daniel W. K. Lee, R. Talent, Karl von Uhl, Dominic Santi, Gavin Atlas, Zeke Mangold, Joe Jimenez, Landon Dixon, Fox Lee, Jim Howard, D. Fostalove, Christopher Pierce, Cari Z, D. V. Patton, Bob Masters, Larkin, R. J. Bradshaw, Thomas Fuchs, Troy Storm, Shane St. John, Shaun Levin, Rachel Kramer Bussel, Nick Gilberton Marenco, Jay Starre, C. C. Williams and Mike Bruno...

...to name a few.

There are also two short stories of mine in these briefs, "Friday Night in Room 69" and "He'll Suck You If I Say So." (Bon appétit!)

Available from Amazon and Barnes & Noble. KINDLE & NOOK. Smartphoners, I could be in your friggin' pants in seconds.

DEADLY HONEYMOON by Lawrence Block

Man, this has been a winning horse from the starting gate! It's been damn fun to watch DEADLY HONEYMOON by Lawrence Block shoot up the Kindle charts since it went to a special price at $1.99—said to be "the fastest ascent since Mary Poppins!"



Get it before it goes back to the ten buck range. These deals won't last forever but your Kindle eBook will always be with you. Across all devices, permanently in your digital library. On your smartphone in your pocket—"in your friggin' pants!" I says—on your Mac or PC. Tablets? Check. iPads? You guessed it—there, too!



These poor folks just wanted to ENJOY their honeymoon...


(Scribble a whisper)

HEADER by Edward Lee



What's a Header!? I've heard tales...

Seems it's some form of "redneck retribution" between feuding families. Far too gory for me to describe here. Shee-it, you'll have to see for yourself to believe it. However the book is far worse, I assure you. We'se talkin' about Edward Lee, the literary master of hardcore horror. Necro Publications's specialty. Can you handle it?

Since she's seen the coffee mugs and all the crazy shit I've collected, my mom finally had the nerve to ask, "What's a header?" and once I gave her the rundown—

Oh, yes.

—she was stunned. I could see her envisioning the crime. Jeeminy, Lee! See what you did to my poor ma? She already has trouble sleeping. Bum ticker. Then again, Granny loved your "Dritiphilist" story. Raved about it. What are ya gonna do? We like dark humor and erotic horror. All of us—the whole family. It is what it is.

(Scribble a whisper)

COVENANT by John Everson • FUNK meets CHONG



So a couple years ago I'm at a John Everson book signing for his horror novel Covenant. It's October in Indianapolis at the Borders smack in the pucker of Circle City. Everson and I had copy-edited lots of books for Necro. We talk. And then Shoopman says, "Tommy Chong's in the fucking store!" After he gets his fix, I start stalkin' the guy myself.

First, I go to the magazines 'cause—I shit you not—Tommy and Cheech are on the cover of High Times that month; it's their "Together Again" cover. I grab a pristine copy from the middle of the stack and then wait a helluva distance away as Tommy talks on his phone. When he claps it shut, I approach with reverence as if I'm meetin' the Dalai Lama, and I say, "Mr. Chong? Would you sign this?"

Has his own Sharpie. Accommodates me no problem, a pro—very mellow dude. He signs his headband to Jeff, see?



Then with both palms open, I carry it to the cash register and micro-manage the shit outta the poor cashier's every move, explaining the mag's importance. If it had been a bar instead of Borders, I'd've tipped him for all the shit I put him through. Monk Funk at it again...

So was it a coincidence that I met Chong? I think not. Fate, man. Badass rebel motherfuckers attract one another. That's how we roll. Law of attraction—but I wouldn't go so far as to sit in a group sweat lodge. Have you smelled people on the bus? Peace out. I think Dave's at the door.

(Scribble a whisper)

TOM OF FINLAND • TASCHEN



TOM OF FINLAND — If you're like me, you may have noticed a decline in the economy, thus your budget for smut has suffered. Gurl, the folks in the Sexy Books division of TASCHEN have outdone themselves.

They put out a hardcover of Tom of Finland—with a panic jacket: turn it inside out & the wrap is a dull fuckin' Inquiry into the Nature and Causes of the WEALTH OF NATIONS by Adam Smith, blah blah. Boring enough to make a kid's eyes glaze from longing to get back to their video games. Yet you can have your smut tucked in your bookshelves hiding in plain sight. Is that not genius? Kudos to TASCHEN for showing off their naughty intellect and sneakiness—and for fighting the good fight: to spread smut worldwide, one dirty thought, one dirty picture at a time. I stand with you to stimulate mankind.

Oh, and damn—almost forgot the best part: it's friggin $10.19! For a hardcover of fine quality Tom of Finland art of the gay male figure doing what nature calls him to do—for ten bucks? That's a bargain. This is the first smutty book of the year to make the cut—I'm announcing it—this earns the Midnight Reader Smut Budget Must-Have Seal of Approval™!

Addendum: Straight guys, I wouldn't want you to feel left out. If you have a spare $1300.00, you can get Hugh Hefner's Playboy, 6 Volumes. And look at this: you can leaf through Howard Huang's Urban Girls. Thumb the hell out of it online like well-thumbing the smut in the back corner of the bookstore and then not buying it. Taschen lets ya do it on their site! I love that there's even a satisfying page turn as you peruse and anticipate each thumb-flip. (Some male habits never change do they?)



(Scribble a whisper)

PSYCHO II by Robert Bloch



You may have read Psycho by Robert Boch—but have you read Psycho II by Robert Bloch? (There's also Psycho House.)

Try not to think of Hitchcock's shower scene this evening when you do your nighttime scrubbing.



(Scribble a whisper)

BEDBUGS by Rick Hautala



Rick you oughta release this as an eBook — perfect timing since the fuckers are gobbling on half the country. It ain't safe to take a trick to a cheap motel anymore 'cause your lover won't be the only thing nibbling on ya. Hell a dark alley's safer for a quickie.

Addeundum: Rick Hautala's FOUR OCTOBERS is now available as an eBook from Cemetery Dance Publications.



(Scribble a whisper)

EVERYBODY SLEPT HERE by Elliot Arnold



I mean—EVERYBODY!

Addendum: Everybody...well except for—nope, him too! EVERYONE, I guess. EvERyBoDy!

(Scribble a whisper)

THE LORD WON'T MIND by Gordon Merrick



Well she won't. Especially if the guys involved are HOT! Simple law of attraction people.

Addendum: you're getting it out of me early tonight, Midnight Readers, 'cause I got plans of a diabolical nature which will keep me tied up around midnight.

Addendum #2: Gordon Merrick believed that, "...if it's love, the Lord won't mind." Same goes for a hot quickie, I'd go so far as to say.

(Scribble a whisper)

GETTING OFF by Lawrence Block



GETTING OFF by Lawrence Block is exactly what I'm in the mood for right now 'cause it's so friggin' juicy. I read the sample chapter off of Hard Case Crime's site — and it made me go pre-order the hardcover and Kindle editions. I gotta find out what happens next! Tom Piccirilli already got to read it, lucky dog. His review is right HERE.

Gosh, that poor man left in his hotel room—quite a predicament. Got more than he bargained for.

Addendum: Boy I'm planning to enjoy GETTING OFF by Lawrence Block!

(Scribble a whisper)

JUSTINE by Marquis de Sade



I've never read Justine. But I'se gonna read her tonight! Where's my Enigma album? Aw, right there in my iTunes where it oughta be. Okey doke—later peeps. I got me some sick, SADistic litter-a-chore to read.

Procedamus in pace...in nomine Christi, Amen...

(Scribble a whisper)

JESUS LOVES PORN STARS — New Testament



Trust me, you don't want to know how I acquired this peculiar book. Or do you? The point being, Jesus loves everyone—including that stallion, Tom Vacarro.

(Scribble a whisper)

#MidnightReader Game on Twitter — Wanna Play?



The rules of the game are simple. At midnight, post a book tweet and mark it #midnightreader. TwitPics of your books, shelves or library are encouraged. I'm most curious about the books you hide so that others won't know your personal desires. I'll get things started. Join in when you're ready.

@12AMpulpBUZZ

#midnightreader



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A Thumbnail History of Paperbacks By Alan Beatts

Tonight's guest in our parlor is Alan Beatts from Borderlands Books in San Francisco. Just so's ya know, I was at his table when he shouted the words, "You! Drop the ferret!" which still stands as one of the most infamous Overheard at the Con reports. Be sure to subscribe to their newsletter. They know & love books—and know quite a few authors personally. If you're in the market for fantasy, sf, horror or something rare give them a call or a click. They're nice people. I promise. — J.F.


First published in Dispatches from the Border, The Newsletter of Borderlands Books, March, 2008

A Thumbnail History of Paperbacks

By Alan Beatts



Something that I love about working in my field is being part of a history that goes back hundreds of years (actually, thousands of years — the first booksellers were in Egypt before the common era and their original stock was copies of The Book of The Dead). Bookselling in general has been around for a very long time and is full of some of the oddest traditions, characters and incidents. But more than that, the science fiction, fantasy and horror field has been around for quite a long time as well. And it has its own odd traditions, strange history and remarkable persons.

It would be a foolish game to try to spot when science fiction, fantasy or horror first started. One can make a solid argument that science fiction started with Jules Verne in the middle of the 19th century but there are other arguments to be made. However horror has been around much longer. Varney the Vampire also dates from around the same time as Verne's work but there were ghost stories, both written and oral, many, many years earlier. And, if you're willing to call mythology the father of the fantasy novel, you can easily go all the way back to the ancient Greeks (and yes, much of those stories were religious in nature but many of them were simply entertainment with only a hint of religion).

But, there is a point where I'm pretty comfortable saying that original SF and fantasy in novel form as we know it first sent down roots in the US. And there are some remarkable people who did it.

Before I go on there's one basic premise to mention — SF and fantasy at novel length in the US is a product of small size, softcover books; what you probably think of as "paperbacks" and what we in the book trade call "mass market paperbacks" (as distinguished from the larger "trade" paperback which is essentially a hardcover book without the hardcovers). SF, fantasy, and horror in the 20th century has always been light entertainment. That's not to say that there haven't been some important books written within those fields but the genres in general are entertainment. Much like television and movies before television, popular entertainment needs to be cheap and accessible. The flood of novels that started appearing in the 1950s and continue today were a function of the low price, easy distribution, and accessibility of mass market paperbacks. SF, fantasy and horror were not the only beneficiaries of mass market paperbacks — the growth of romance, westerns, crime, mystery . . . virtually all the forms of "genre" fiction can be traced to paperbacks.

The paperback as we know it was first tried by a German publisher, Albatross Books, in 1931 but it was not a success until the idea was picked up by Penguin Books in England. Allen Lane launched Penguin in 1935 and was shortly imitated by Robert de Graaf in the US in 1939. De Graaf's imprint, Pocket Books, was part of Simon & Schuster and was the first to include illustrations on the covers of their "pocket" books. His other innovation was to distribute the books to newsstands and other mass market outlets instead of only focusing on bookstores. Shortly thereafter other US publishers including Ace, Dell, Bantam and Avon started their own paperback lines.

But, paperbacks were always reprints. A work would be published as a hardcover and, if it seemed that there was a market for it, it could later come out in a cheap paperback edition either from the original publisher or from another publisher who had "bought the paperback rights" (i.e. paid the original publisher a lump sum or a commission for the opportunity to print the paperback). As a result, no book ended up in paperback if a publisher had not already decided that it was worth the financial risk to publish in hardcover and therefor the paperback market was merely a subset of the larger book market without any identity or character of its own.

It took a real character (with a desire to slip through a contract loophole) followed by two visionary publishers to change that.

If publishers like Lane and de Graaf came to paperbacks from the lofty castles of publishing, then Roscoe Fawcett come to them from the basement. Fawcett got his start in the business of words during World War I working on "The Stars and Stripes", the official newspaper of the US armed forces. After the war in 1919 he started publishing Captain Billy's Whiz Bang, a magazine of sorts filled with racy poetry, dirty jokes and tasteless puns.

It was hugely successful and by 1923 the magazine had a circulation that almost matched its profits, which were in excess of a half a million dollars. More magazines followed and as part of that, Fawcett moved into distribution and thereby crossed the path of the growing paperback boom. In 1949 Fawcett contracted with New American Library to distribute their paperback lines (Mentor and Signet) to newsstands. As part of the contract Fawcett was prohibited from competing by publishing his own paperbacks. However, Fawcett, seeing that there was money to be made in publishing paperbacks, wanted to get into the market. Though the contract clearly prohibited Fawcett from publishing paperback reprints, no one at New American Library had imagined that anyone would consider publishing original novels in paperback. Fawcett considered it, did it, and got away with it -- Gold Medal books was born and both opened the paperback market to original novels as well as adding even more inertia to that growing format.

The stage was set. Paperbacks had a huge presence in newsstands all over the country. You could find them in every train station, airport, drug store, department store -- they were everywhere (even in bookstores, which had originally resisted them fiercely since they weren't "real" books). Paperbacks were so popular that, in a six month period in 1952, Gold Medal alone sold 9,020,645 books.

Ian and Betty Ballantine had been involved with paperback publishing since 1939 when Ian started distributing Penguin Books in the US. In 1945 they started Bantam Books (with Walter Pitkin, Jr. and Sidney B. Kramer) but they made their most enduring mark in 1952 when they founded Ballantine Books. The original basis for Ballantine Books was to "offer trade publishers a plan for simultaneous publishing of original titles in two editions, a hardcover 'regular' edition for bookstore sale, and a paper-cover, 'newsstand' size, low-priced edition for mass market sale." It was a radical idea and more importantly it allowed Ballantine to dodge the furor surrounding the "damage" that paperback originals could do (as an example, LeBaron R. Barker of Doubleday was quoted as saying that original paperbacks could "undermine the whole structure of publishing.").

Acting as a bridge between paperback and "traditional" publishing worked very well for the Ballantines. Their first book, Executive Suite by Cameron Hawley sold over 475,000 copies in paperback in less than a year as well as 20,500 copies in hardcover, proving that paperback sales gave a book more publicity and helped hardcover sales instead of hurting them (does anyone notice echos of the current debate about eBooks and their effect on physical book sales?).

And now we finally get to what this all has to do with SF and fantasy. Ballantine's 21st book was The Space Merchants by Frederik Pohl and C.M. Kornbluth. In 1954 they started publishing Star Science Fiction Stories, which collected original short fiction by authors who would become some of the giants of the 20th century (for example, the third collection featured stories by Asimov, Clarke, Bradbury, del Rey, Dick, Matheson, Vance, and Williamson) and wrapped them in covers by the legendary Richard Powers. Throughout the 1950s Ballantine published editions (many of them original) of works by authors like Ray Bradbury, Henry Kuttner, Arthur C. Clarke, Theodore Sturgeon, Jack Vance, John Wyndham, Fritz Leiber, Philip K. Dick, Richard Matheson and Manly Wade Wellman.

In the 60s, they continued to publish the best authors that the field had to offer as well as gaining quite a bit of attention due to their rivalry with Ace books for the right to reprint Edgar Rice Burroughs and J.R.R. Tolkien in paperback (in both cases they prevailed, though in the case of Tolkien, Ace did print an edition which prompted a notice from Tolkien himself in the back of the Ballantine editions urging people to buy that edition and to boycott "unauthorized editions").

Then in 1969 they launched the Ballantine Adult Fantasy series, edited by Lin Carter, which brought back into print a number of classic, pre-Tolkien works of fantasy including Lord Dunsany, Clark Ashton Smith, and most importantly, H.P. Lovecraft (who had been almost forgotten at that point). And in 1977 they created one of the first dedicated science fiction and fantasy imprint edited by (and taking a name from) Lester del Rey and his wife, Judy-Lynn. Del Rey continues to be one of the major imprints in the field to this day.

History is, I believe, often just a combination of factors that interact and create a result. The actions of individuals may shift the outcome slightly but most of the time, individual action makes very little difference. But sometimes, especially in business and even more so in creative businesses, one person (or one couple) can have profound, long reaching and dramatic effects. They can shape a medium or a field for decades to come. The secondary and further effects of their presence can be incalculable and unimaginable. Ian Ballantine passed away in 1995. But it's been my great honor and pleasure to meet Betty Ballantine twice over the past few years. And I'm hoping that the next time I see her I'll be able to suppress my tongue-tied awe long enough to say one fraction of what I've said here.



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GAVIN'S GAME — Gavin Atlas reveals books from his bedroom!

The Midnight Reader game begins tonight with our first guest, Gavin Atlas. Enjoy!
— J.F.




Getting to Know Gavin Atlas From Peeking Under His Bed

By Gavin Atlas





While Gavin slept, we woke up a couple of Gavin’s friends to have them poke around under his bed to see what could be learned.



Boretto the Bunny decided to show us a small array of items he claims illuminate Gavin’s personality succinctly. Clean, white briefs for the illusion of innocence combined with toy handcuffs. Mr. Bunny reports that Gavin has said, “real ones hurt too much.” What else did Mr. Bunny find? Interracial porn where black conquers white, a book with the word Slave, a book fetishizing Daddies, and non-fiction about how to be a hustler or porn star. And one penny. Yep. Gavin in a nutshell.



Chalcedony the Green Bear displayed a wider variety of treasures. Guides to porn movies, porn worker non-fiction, erotica anthologies and a science fiction paperback by Kyle Stone. Chalcedony noted that it seemed like Gavin was a safety-oriented, if busy, boy.

Uh, oh. Here’s Gavin now…



www.GavinAtlas.com


Hey, what are you all doing awake? Oh, hi Midnight Reader audience! By the way, I hope you animals plan on doing my laundry because that blue underwear underneath those books was clean, too.

Wow, look at it all.

What I’ve learned from the under-bed discoveries is this: Look at the covers of Beautiful Boys and Wonder Bread and Ecstasy. Those are bottom porn stars Kevin Kramer (the blond) and Joey Stefano. An acquaintance of mine told me I am a latent top as I’m fascinated with other bottom boys the way a top is. I still have never done anything of the top-ish sort, but I guess there is his proof.

Second, I am SO un-intellectual that I suspect I’ve never read anything in A Century of Gay Erotica because the book looks like something where I’ll need Cliffs Notes. Let’s open it now…

Okay, it’s from 1998 and published by Masquerade Books. (I miss them.) The authors (editors?) credited on the cover are Phil Andros, Samuel R. Delany, John Preston, Larry Townsend, and Aaron Travis. The book contains a number of stories by “Anonymous” including Teleny (an excerpt, I guess) which I believe is suspected to have been written by Oscar Wilde. There are also selections from Kevin Killian, Pat Califia, Derek Adams, and D.V. Sadero – oooohkayyy, yes, I HAVE opened this book before. D.V. Sadero drives me crazy like no other erotica author. This is a selection (actually two selections) from his book called Revolt of the Naked. The way he thinks is the way I think times a hundred. The humiliation of being defeated and fucked—It’s so unhealthy for me to view bottoming in that light, and I’ve wondered about D.V.’s psychology for a long time and as well as what D.V. is (was?) like in real life.

By the way, I’ve never seen a copy of Revolt of the Naked, and it appears a used copy of the mass market paperback will now cost you about $200.

Third, we have that volume of Flesh and the Word. It beings with a quote:
"If a writer uses literary craft to provoke sexual delight, he is doing an artist’s job."
— Kenneth Tynan, theater critic & writer (1927-1980)

This volume (I have Volume One) does not contain “Party Meat” by D.V. Sadero which is a mind-blowing blast of rough sex. I do like a lot of erotic fiction by a variety of authors, but usually for humor, dialogue, story, and so forth. Very little of it turns me on. Party Meat’s fantasy is too embarrassing to describe, but consent is not a concern for these tops. Wow, do I want to be the object of their attention. It’s the single hottest erotic scene I’ve ever read.

The volume under my bed contains the D.V. Sadero story titled “They Call Me Horsemeat” which was a variation on Dr. Heidegger’s Experiment involving dick size. What was more exciting is that I’ve wondered FOR YEARS who the heck D.V. Sadero was. Male? Female? This book is the first place I’ve ever found a bio for him. He is (was?) indeed a guy. Sadero is a pen name. When this book was published (1992) Sadero was a private investigator in San Francisco. He was also a former lifeguard and newspaper reporter, and for this story, he wrote as “Rick Lane.” The bio says “Much of his material comes from personal experience and the rest from asking half-drunk men in bars ‘what’s the weirdest sex you’ve ever had?’”
Sadero is my sex-writing idol.

Fourth, that small sci fi paperback is by Kyle Stone. For anyone who says women cannot write gay porn, this proves them wrong. It’s intense.

Last, I think I have a horny gay ghost. I never jerk off to books, magazines or still photos. And yet, if you look at the photo above of Lukas Ridgeston on Superstars, it looks like there’s a come stain, doesn’t it? They seem to magically appear on covers of my porn star directories and monographs, but, as you see below, this one…actually isn’t even there.





Gavin Atlas's first collection, The Boy Can't Help It: Sensual Stories of Young Bottoms (Lethe Press), was a TLA Gaybies nominee. Follow Gavin Atlas on GoodReads.com and LiveJournal.



Do you desire it? Touch him & start reading in seconds.


(Scribble a whisper)

IN LAYMON'S TERMS edited by Kelly Laymon, Steve Gerlach & Richard Chizmar



Christmas came early this year. I just got my copy of the tribute anthology to Richard Laymon, In Laymon's Terms. Beautiful job!

That spooky cover art is by GAK. I still have my GAK-o'-lantern in my office.

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OFF SEASON & RED by Jack Ketchum



OFF SEASON. Thus began the literary career of Jack Ketchum, which evidently had the folks at Ballantine Books peeking over their cubicles to get a look at the guy who could write something so disturbing. I think it's safe to say that this book can make readers' brains quiver like poi at a luau during a volcanic eruption. Whisper when you point him out at Necon and say, "That's the guy who wrote Off Season." Then watch eyes glaze over as images from his books slither into focus. This man scares Stephen King.

Dallas once shared his coffee with me. Ain't that nice? Sounds like he's been having some fun with Lucky McKee and the movie biz, too. Congratulations to both of you. I can't wait to see The Woman.

(Addendum: Becky, remember when you told me to warn you about certain topics? Jack Ketchum's Red is not the book for you. Although I enjoyed it immensely. Delicious writing.)

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DEATH STALKS THE NIGHT by Hugh B. Cave



A few years ago, I acquired an original manuscript of Mr. Cave's and it's like looking at artwork. Here's an interesting interview (PDF)—in 1996 Cave discussed his early career working in pulp: An Interview with Hugh B. Cave by Timothy Ray Dill.

What scares me? Voodoo. Ever see that episode of Wise Guy—the rat, cigar & ceremony? Or how about The Believers at the party and then the drumming begins? When my nephews were going to Haiti for spring break this year, I told them some of Hugh B. Cave's stories of the zombie men of Haiti carrying enormous logs for miles and miles, hours and hours...

Are you sure Mr. Cave passed away? Because I envision him being a bit "undead"—and still typing.

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