Clones, Drones, a Bag o’ Bones

clonesI’ve read I CAN TASTE THE BLOOD twice. If I had to sum it up in my own words, I would simply say that to my knowledge there has never been a single collection of five authors who are so very different.

And that’s what makes it special.

Unique. Disturbing. Nightmarish

Each one of us come from different backgrounds, different cultural heritages, were raised in different geographical locations and are influenced by completely different sources. Each of us have different fears, wants and loathes in life. Yet, the umbrella of horror unites us all! You see this immediately in the writing that lies within this collection.

Look, the market is saturated with books claiming they are “best of” or “year’s best” and yet those books mostly fail. Why? Well, the first thing I can think of is that there are more authors than readers, and I believe authors likely don’t support each other as much as they should. The other is that the stories in those collections all wind up sounding or feeling the same. If I opened up to page 90 in any of those collections and read a random line, I would not be able to tell you the name of the author that wrote it.  For me this is a problem! And to justify this, I recently read a comment on FB by a popular editor who wrote “Basically, I’m sitting here reading the same linear plot over and over about the same characters in the same settings.” Well, consider this issue solved with I CAN TASTE THE BLOOD. If anyone opens to any random page and picks out a line, one would know exactly which author wrote it! To me, that’s as good as it gets. And it’s because each writer is distinct, so very talented in their telling of a fictional reality.

I also recently read something that Brian Keene wrote for “Lost Last Call” by John Skipp (one of my favorite living authors). He said, in reference to Stephen King and his influence on horror writers and the market itself: “Now don’t get me wrong. Mr. King was certainly an influence on me as well. I love his work as much as the next person…but so does my Mom. If your parents are into the same thing as you are, it’s suddenly not cool anymore. But a Skipp/Spector book. No Dog…Mom wouldn’t touch that with a ten-foot pole.”

That has to be the most truthful statement I’ve ever read. And that is what I CAN TASTE THE BLOOD is. Would your mom read this? I’m not sure. Should she read it? ABSOLUTELY! We may not be giving you the next mass market paperback success, but what we are offering is something edgy, something that will crawl under your skin and remain there for an unknown period of time. It will haunt you. It will make you want to read. You can’t pigeonhole this. I know that pisses you off because categorization is safe; it’s normal. Ingredient lists are what we’re used to.

Fuck all that. Take a chance.

When it is said:

we mean it!

 

Peace in Rage,

JDS

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