Saturday, December 22, 2012


This is the book I'm reading now and I've got to tell you this is a really fun story. This particular one is near and dear to my heart being that I'm an exterminator and this is a tale about big big bugs and oh yeah, a dragon.... very interesting. The premise is pretty simple, a growth potion is spilled which creates the super sized insects. I've just started this one and haven't got to the big bug part yet, but the dragon is sure tearing things up. What a blast! So if you're looking for something with a different flavor, a fast paced tale with loads of pure fun you may want to take a look at this one.

Sunday, December 16, 2012


Just in case you haven't noticed I've been reading a lot lately. I've just finished reading CLOCKWORK DOLLS by William Meikle over the weekend and this book is fantastic. It will be coming out soon and I will be posting a review on it, so keep an eye open. If you have never read any of his books I highly recommend them. You will love it.

Thursday, December 13, 2012


Hey, folks. Just a quick note letting you know that the new Jeff Strand novella STALKING  YOU NOW by Dark Fuse Press, will be released on Feb 26. This is definitely one you will not want to miss. I am almost finished reading it and it is awesome. Be sure to stop by and take a look around from time to time, I will be posting my review with further details.

Saturday, December 8, 2012


Just finished reading this one a little bit ago. Fast pace, creepy tale about four campers stranded in the middle of nowhere with a killer. I enjoy these kind of stories and to me this type of premise never gets old. Reading this it kind of reminded me of a lighter version of Richard Layman who is the master of these types of tales. So, if you like Layman I think you would like this author as well. I provided a link below for you to check in and have a look around. You will not be disappointed. It was a fun story.

Friday, December 7, 2012


If it wasn't for twitter I would've never found this guy.Amazing what a simple tweet can do He is a Scottish horror writer specializing in pulp type stories. Though the pulps were way before my time I hear a lot about that type of writing and his stories are fantastic. I've recently read several. If you like monsters, aliens and ghosts and such then he is for you.

The creeping kelp below is one of my favorites. Being that I'm a man of the sea, at least I used to be, I found this story very entertaining and I think you will to. Click the link below to enter into his world of the unknown.
The Creeping Kelp

Tuesday, December 4, 2012


Okay, folks Joe Lansdale is at it again with this tale of nature. If you've never read any of him I highly suggest you check him out. I haven't bought this one yet but I will be, I'll guarantee you that. This one is a must for your reading list.. I've read several of his books and he has several short story collections as well.This man's imagination knows no boundaries. If you are just starting out with him I suggest you read the 'DRIVE-IN' where a horror film on the big screen comes to life. His stories are fast paced and full of action. I've added the link below for his latest.

The Ape Man's Brother

If you've read any of his books or would like to suggest one you've read feel free to comment.

Sunday, December 2, 2012

just a quick note

I was just checking this out and thought I would share this one being it seems so awesome. If you like super hero tales I think you may want to consider this one. The first chapter is a real grabber.

Seven Wonders - cover by the awesome Will Staehle


Good news, I have just joined the ANGRY ROBOT ARMY where I will be reading and blogging about several of their books, several of these I have already read, and I can assure you this company produces some really fine reads which are far different from the typical well known publishing companies, you know who those are so I will not get into that. If you have never heard of this company you would do yourself a favor and visit their site, they have a lot to offer.

One book I've read recently is titled CARPANTHIA by Matt Forbeck. Now, if you know anything about the history of the Titanic, the Carpanthia was the rescue ship. But imagine this ship being taken over by vampires. Yes, Vampires were in deed on board and they were feeding on the poor survivors. This book was unlike any other vampire novel I have ever read. In fact my father is always on the lookout to read something 'different' so I said hey, try this one on for size and tell me what you think.  I found it to be fast paced, loaded with action and a lot fun. It was  humorous, spooky and gross all wrapped into one story.

If you are thirsty for a bloody vampire novel you may want to check this one out.


Sunday, November 25, 2012


I haven't really been doing very well at this whole blogging thing. That is mostly due to the fact I've been spending so much more time writing. Right now I'm slowly approaching my thirty thousand word mark on my  story, a little bit behind but I will get there by the end of the month. I made a mistake this year and thought I would edit another story at the same time and it just wasn't working out. I decided that story had to be put to the side so I can finish this one then I'll move on to the editing next month so on and so forth. So this week I will be hitting the home stretch. I've only succeeded at this one other time although I didn't upload the book on their word counter to receive the halo like thing. I didn't even bother doing anything with that book because it was the first one and those of us who write know how that is. I've mostly been a short story writer, having written several short stories, published a couple. Writing a novel is definitely a different language but it is no doubt a good time and it's better than sitting around in the evenings watching TV and accomplishing nothing. I've met some really nice people along the way, some terrific sites and tips such as Matt Forbeck who I met through the Dean Wesley Smith page, dosen't know it but has been a real big inspiration on me and I thank all the writers who have been helping me out.

Till next time I've got to get back to business.The wife is waking up and the kids are hungry and the dog is tearing up the Christmas tree.

see you soon

Friday, July 13, 2012


You will never look at these fury little creatures the same. My new zombie coon tale is up on amazon. This novelette also includes a bonus short story.

Sunday, July 1, 2012

New Tale

My new zombie tale is coming out soon so keep an eye open for it.  I'm pretty sure this is going to be unlike any zombie tale you've ever read. Zombie raccoons; yes you've read it right. Zombie coons go on a rampage in a small town in Indiana. This novelette is jam packed with lots of gory fun and morbid humor.You will never look at these fury little creatures the same. Evil awaits.

Saturday, June 9, 2012


I apologize for the lack of blog entries, work and writing has taken pretty much all of my spare time, not to mention this is the busy season for exterminators. Now, with the season slowly winding down we're back to working at a comfortable pace and things are right on schedule. I just wanted to take a minute to let you know what is in the works.

Right now I am working on a novella, which should be finished by the end of next month titled, COONZZZ, about a town attacked by zombie raccoons. This tale came into existence when I ran into a raccoon in a crawl space while doing a termite treatment. Now before I entered the crawl  I had an idea something might be in there but wasn't sure.  As I crawled into another chamber of the crawl there I saw the largest raccoon I'd ever seen 'everything is big in a crawlspace'  making its way along the inner wall, teeth bared and puffed up twice its size, and  I could tell it wanted nothing more than to take a piece of me. He made it clear I was in his house and he wanted me out. Then my imagination got to working and one thing led to another.  It wasn't too long after that when I discovered a book edited by Martin Greenburg titled," Zombie Raccoons and Killer Bunnies" and thought-- well maybe it wasn't such a bad idea after all, so I did my own little take on it. If you like horror stories with bloodthirsty creatures and your tales a bit on the gory side this may be for you and I hope you check it out. I'll keep you posted as I find out more that will be going on with it.

Until then keep in touch and read lots of stories.

Sunday, April 29, 2012

Discovered a great new site today called THE GORELETTER with Michael Arnzen via Jeff Strand's Gleefully Macabre site. I had a lot of gory fun here and I think you will to. He is now on my must read list.
While you're here might as well take a minute and read my humorous zombie flash. Just let me know what you think.


John heard the neighbors howling like a pack of fierce animals outside his bedroom window.
There was Old Man Jones from across the street with his dead pet pig walking by his side. Then there was Mrs. Clyde, the scientist’s wife with her head half caved in. Next there was the one he was glad to see dead, Ron Tyson, the neighborhood bully.
“Honey, wake up, we’re being attacked.”
His wife Becky groaned from under the sheets.
He nudged her. “Honey, I said wake up.”
She blinked her eyes hard. “What is it?”
“Our neighbors are dead and they’re all out walking the street.”
“You’re crazy. Go back to sleep. It’s still dark out.”
“I’m serious. Come see for yourself.”
She groaned. “I don’t have time for your little pranks tonight, John. I have to be at work in two hours or I’ll be dead.”
“Well, you won’t be going to work tomorrow, that’s for sure.”
“Then how do you suppose we’re going to pay the bills? With you being laid off from your job, I’ve had no choice but to take on that second shift.”
“I understand, but tomorrow I’m pretty sure things are going to be different.”
“I hope you’re right.”
“Oh I’m pretty sure about it.”
His eyes widened as he watched them toddling down the street.
A zombie looked toward the window and saw John. They were like wolves in search of fresh meat as one of them signaled to the others, and they all turned in unison and made toward the house.
“Oh no. They just saw me.”
“Make sure the doors are locked,” she mumbled with her head under the pillow.
He waved his hand at her in disgust and shook his head.
The knocks came louder followed by more impatient rapid banging as they hungered for the taste of flesh.
He grabbed the gun from the rack.
The door ripped from its hinges. He hated the thought of having to shoot his neighbors. These were the people he loved; hardworking folks as himself trying to make ends meet. They have had barbecues and block parties together.
“Honey, what is all that banging?” She yelled.
“I told you. Zombies are attacking us. You better get down here, now.”
“Oh yeah, I forgot. Just be careful, honey.”
“I’m going to need your help.”
No response.
He open fired as the zombies charged through the door.
He remembered reading in a zombie survival guide to aim for the head.
Brains splattered on the wall as he dropped them like flies.
Bang…. “Sorry about this, Jackie."
Bang…”Sorry, Nora. Wish I didn’t have to do this. I’ve always liked you.”
Bang…. ”Sorry, Cousin Riley. I know you’ve been working hard trying to keep the house up and you’ve done so much for me but….”
 Bang ….”Sorry, Elmer, but you were going to die soon anyway.”
“Kyle, I apologize for this, but I’m surprised to see you after having that stroke and all.”
 “Sorry, I had to shoot your kid, Jesse.”
The more zombies he shot the more came at him.
“John, what are you doing?” His wife yelled as she charged down the stairs. “What have you done to my walls?”
She shrieked as farmer Huck crept up from behind her and bit into the right side of her face.
John put a bullet between the old farmer’s eyes, but not before the old man managed to rip himself off another chunk of his wife.
The rest of the neighborhood came hobbling down the stairs.  He could see out the window the little zombie girl who lived two blocks down crawling up the gutter.  Then he heard the pattering of footsteps on the roof.
He felt a tight grip around his ankle and was yanked to the floor. Fortunately, he managed to get a shot off putting a bullet right between the zombie’s eyes.
He backed against the wall as the zombie towered over him.
He aimed and…
Click Click…. Clickety Click
Zombie Big Ben Lewis’ right eyeball dangled from its cord as he stared at him with a half face smile. He spoke in short rapid gasps “You can read all of the zombie survival guides you want, Sonny Boy but in the end it is what it is.”

Sunday, March 18, 2012

If you like werewolf stories and unlike anything you've ever read allow me to suggest PACK OF WOLVES by Eric S. Brown. This story is packed with action and has you hooked by the throat on the first page. I bought this story for his unique storytelling ability and for the way he uses the werewolves and to top it off it's a western. A horror/western. So check this one out. You'll love it. I promise.

Saturday, February 25, 2012


   Here is a sample of my latest ROADSIDE CAFE. If you like it just click the link below and it will take you to the page. If you like your horror mixed with quirky characters and a little humor this may be for you. 
I've been told this story is a lot of fun
A novelette and it's only 0.99

  Johnny Bible and his wife Cheryl had absolutely no idea what they were driving into that afternoon they stopped at that little café just inside of Richmond Indiana.
    “I’ve never seen so many dead cats,” Cheryl said. “This is disgusting.”
    He rolled the window up. “And they stink to high heaven.”
     “I think you’re gonna have to pull over. I’m going to be sick.”
     It wasn’t just the cats. There were also several large black birds scattered in the middle of the road and their tires felt each one as they drove over them. They could hear the crackling of the bones followed by a slight popping sound as blood gushed out of them.
    “Just hold on I’m pulling over. You can’t be puking in our new car.”
    “Oh forget the car. Just pull over.”
    She flung the door open while the car was still in motion stuck her head out and let it rip.
    “Feel better?”
    She wiped her chin with a napkin. There was a small chunk of potato from the night before caught in her throat. She hawked it up and spit it out.
    “I think that’s it for now. Man this is so gross” To her right there was a dead raccoon with its head smashed to the road. “How much further?”
    “He looked at her and smiled. “Not much. About eighty miles give or take. Why?”
    “We gotta get out of here or something. Maybe get something to eat. I’m getting hungry now.”
   She must’ve read his mind. One of many special talents women possess after they’ve been married for twenty years.
   “Me to.”
   Up ahead there was the blue information sign with all the gas stations.  Following behind that was a sign which read ROADSIDE CAFÉ.
   “Looks like that’s our spot.”
   “Good. I could use a break.”
   “A break?  I’m the one doing all the driving.”
   “You know what I mean. Just anywhere but here.”
   “We’ll check this place out besides we’re down to a quarter of a tank.
    Cheryl smiled and patted her husband’s shoulder. “By the way honey. You remember what day this is?”
    Oh yes. He thought. It was time to play the game. He could tell by the tone of her voice she thought he’d forgotten. He had a special night set up for them at the hotel. He just wanted to get to where he needed to be. He wasn’t going to say anything and just let it all be a surprise but she made it a point to bring it up. He guessed it was her way of confirming he didn’t really forget and that he had at least planned on something. To her it didn’t have to be big but a nice dinner out would be nice. Even a card with a nice poem like he used to do would’ve been enough.
    As they approached the exit there was one gas station on the sign and an arrow point to the right toward the Roadside Café.
    “Looks like we’re getting off at the happening exit.” He said.
    “Doesn’t look like there’s much here.”
    “Just that diner. You still want me to get off or you want to keep driving and try to find something better?”
    “No. Let’s get off. We don’t know how much further it is to the other exit and I really need something to eat. Sometimes these small places have the best food.”
    “You’re right.” He was reminded of the small diner they stopped at in the northern portion of New York somewhere around a place called Deposit. The place only had about five tables and chairs in the center and four booths along the side wall. The floors were wood and the walls were filled with pictures of hard working lumberjacks who frequented often along with some other pictures of a pumpkin festival they had every year. The place didn’t look like much from the outside but the omelets and fried potatoes he had was out of this world.  He would even venture to say the fried potatoes were as good as what they’d had in Kentucky. And to him that good ole fashioned food as he often liked to call it made in the heart of Kentucky was hard to beat.
    A long and narrow gravel road led to the diner which sat back out of view from the highway. It was one of those places that had been there for decades and was once a hopping bopping place back in the day before the highway was built. But given the way things have built up over the years the old diner now stands forgotten.
    “Looks like a dump,” Cheryl said.
    He shook his head and grinned, “Sometimes these places are the best. You never know. It’s like judging a book by its cover.”

Sunday, February 19, 2012

If you like your horror on the tongue and cheek side with quirky characters you may want to give my new novelette a try. Johnny Bible and his wife have absolutely no idea what they are getting themselves into when they decide to stop at a little cafe. Poor lost souls.