While I tend to stick mostly to film talk around here, in real life when I'm not sitting in front of a screen I'm usually sitting behind a book. Yes, I am working hard at being single forever. Depressing quips aside, here are a few recent reads of mine that fall in or around the horror world:
Video Night, by Adam Cesare
For high school student Billy Rile and his slacker friend Tom, nothing is more sacred then their weekly basement horror movie night. But when their town is invaded by a parasitic alien race, will their tradition survive? And even if the aliens are defeated, can it survive Tom's new relationship and their senior year of high school? Video Night is as quickly plotted, colorful, and witty as the best clamshell-packaged gore-fests you'd find on an old video store shelf. It also does a great job of getting you invested its characters so that you're genuinely concerned for their fate by the time they start to realize the peril they're in. Adam Cesare brings a horror fan's knowledge and love of the genre to his writing, but never in a way that feels like he's name-dropping to be cool. Cesare is one of my favorite new horror authors, and I'm eagerly awaiting his next work. Highly recommended.
Wormwood, by Poppy Z. Brite
- Angels, a haunting story set in the same universe as Brite's novel Lost Souls that has protagonists Steve and Ghost helping to reunite a pair of formerly conjoined twins.
- Calcutta, Lord of Nerves, a nihilistic zombie story that's less about the undead and more about societal decay.
- The Sixth Sentinel, a doomed romance / ghost story that has one of the most disturbing reunions between lost lovers that I've ever read.
Wormwood is a great sampler of Brite's writing. I'd recommend it for the stories listed above, which alone are worth the price of admission. Aside from those, there are four other good ones, four average, and only one I'd skip (How to Get Ahead In New York - another Lost Souls throwback that feels way too fanfiction-y).
The Wind Through the Keyhole, by Stephen King
Dark Places, by Gillian Flynn