A new baby was born this week, somewhat overdue, but at least it arrived with all parts intact.
I co-edited this book with S.G. Mulholland after stepping in to help out at KnightWatch Press. A thank you in a way, and to Theresa Derwin in particular, for the being one of the first presses to publish my stories and giving me the idea that perhaps, yes, I could write.
Although the content is horror, there is also humour. For once my story does not have death and destruction, gloom and doom but an even greater terror, brown polyester slacks from that age of elegance, the 70s. If you want to see what these trousers get up to, you will have to read my story, The Woman In Slacks. And as to the awful puns in the foreword (given below), I must confess to total responsibility:
Horror is always game for a life; no bone is left unturned, no body ignored in the haunt for a good joke. In the pages that follow, punishments are meted out in inventive fashion, a his-and-hearse mix of stories utterly in tomb with each other. Language, it seems, is truly the Devil’s plaything, and why should he have all the good jokes? After all, are we not all entitled to carrion laughing? In the end, dying is awfully good at raising the spirits and don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.
Peace and blood...
The Terror Tree Pun Book of Horror is available http://amzn.to/1Cpk45b
A writer - I think that says it all.