****Gripping and totally Enthralling****


The bus driver started laughing – a high-pitched cackle that pierced my ears – just as laughter burst through my phone. I looked toward the driver, he was leaning over, twisting back to face me, his mouth stretched open to a wide smile. His laughter grew louder for a second or two and then stopped. “Where are you going Mike?” He said, his voice coming from the phone as well. I dropped it.

He stood up, his limbs stretching and growing, popping and cracking. His head crunched against the roof as the tips of his fingers brushed the floor. I slid out of my seat, took a step back. “Tiana, get up!”

She looked up at me, blinked, then noticed the driver, a gasp catching in her throat. The bus began to slow down. She slid out of the seat and shuffled around me. The other passengers had noticed and stood up as well. I grabbed my work knife, its short blade practically useless.

We started backing away as the bus slowed to a crawl, the people in the back yelling about the door. They were trying to pry it open. The driver took a couple stuttered steps forward, his lower jaw sinking halfway down his chest, spikes of teeth littering the gaping maw.


About the Author: 

Nicholas Catron is a writer of fiction and poetry. He resides in the Pacific Northwest, where he enjoys rainy weather, fog and low hanging clouds. You can find his short fiction and poetry published in multiple published anthologies. He has a wife and three kids who do their best to keep him from writing.


What readers are saying: 

Just like with The Spaces Between, Nicholas Catron delivers another wonderful story here with And So It Began. The story has a dreamlike quality to it, a stylistic prose I cannot put my finger on, but it is so thoroughly enjoyable to read that I simply MUST mention it. Only here, it’s a nightmare.

At once captivating, puzzling, intriguing, and terrifying, this tale of the dawn of the apocalypse hits all the right notes. The prose is liquid, the dialogue perfect, the characters surprisingly well-developed for such a short piece, and the final scene is an absolute gut-punch. This is a powerful story, and wholly unique despite its premise. This kind of tale hasn’t been done in quite this way before, at least to my knowledge, and it drew me in with its singularity.

Anyone who enjoys horror NEEDS to get this story. You do yourself a disservice in skipping, and it’s well worth the meager price. It’s worth three or four times this, perhaps more, and I honestly can’t think of a crowd I WOULDN’T recommend this book to. Maybe blue-haired old ladies who like their books cozy and happy. But anyone else should love this one. ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️


Wow, I just started skimming to see what I got myself into and BAM. I’m in deep and not paying attention to things around me. This author has a way of grabbing your attention very inconspicuously and before you know it you’re in a dedicated relationship with his book. ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️


A new and refreshing take on an old subject! This is one writer that I will definitely want to read much more from! He has a great voice in his writing that really shines. The cover is what made me want to read it and I’m so glad I picked it up. Don’t miss this. If his goal was to get me to want to read more of his work then it accomplished what he intended. I can’t say enough that you want to read this! ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️



Dino Parenti



Dino Parenti is a writer of dark literary and speculative fiction. He is the winner of the first annual Lascaux Review flash fiction contest and is featured in the Anthony Award winning anthology Blood on the Bayou. His work can be found in Pantheon Magazine, Menacing Hedge, Pithead Chapel, as well as other anthologies. He is a fiction editor at Gamut Magazine and a member of the HWA. His short-fiction collection, Dead Reckoning and other stories, is slated for release with Crystal Lake Publishing this fall.

When not purging his soul into a laptop thanks to a far-too-early exposure to Stephen King, Scorsese movies, and Camus, he can be found photographing the odd junk pile, building furniture, or earning a few bucks as a CAD drafter. He lives in Los Angeles.



An emotional sampler of life on Earth as it once was.

In this collection of sixteen dark, literary tales, disparate characters and their descendants twine and interconnect throughout America from the rural seventies to the post-apocalyptic, stitching together a nefarious mosaic of experiences.

Whether delving into the exploits of a murderous police officer and a lapsing priest engaged in a battle of wills in the sun-blasted dunes of Death Valley, or an anthropologist couple sorting their infertility issues after inadvertently unleashing an Ice Age killer plague, or a mysterious ferry in the Pacific Northwest holding the darkest secrets of a private eye’s final case, or a man so obsessed with touching the infinite that he eagerly volunteers for a one-way mission to preserve the final remnants of mankind, Dead Reckoning and Other Stories ultimately yields a kind of found almanac for human posterity.

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Looking up at an endless stipple of stars in my sky, and a single question tears at me: how do you light a Marlboro with hands like crushed pomegranates?

After twenty-nine years of getting hit and hitting back, it all boils down to the execution of simple tasks.

Case in point: just getting to the cig means nudging it up from my chest pocket with shaky, shredded knuckles so my teeth can fish it out, and even then I have to attack it from the side with molars. When you run your tongue along the cherries jubilee of jagged roots that were once your top and bottom incisors, you have to think outside the box, a side-effect of which is the rekindling of dormant memories. Six years back and three weeks into my first stint in McCreary, the very same broken-glass sensation lingered long after the crowns had been put in. Phantoms, they’re called. Nerves screaming their accounts of renounced body parts in pitch-black rooms. A reminder that the human body is little more than a roving, spongy container for ghosts.

Read about that in an AMA journal. About the phantoms, I mean. Not much to do on the inside but read your fill and fall in step with time’s heartless pulse. That first stretch, conjured out of some overblown vehicular misunderstanding involving the police while the boy was still in his mother’s belly, I busied myself dissecting the dictionary front-to-back between soaking up my weight in prose. Misters Chandler and Azimov were eagerly devoured between bench-presses, brawls, and the occasional muled reefer.

By my last stint, I could parse Hamlet and Macbeth to give the average Oxford don a run for his money. Turned out that words and I were a more natural fit than man ever was. It’s one of the few contradictions I ever got comfortable with.

As to the reasons I wound up penned on all those subsequent occasions, there were only bureaucratic ones. Nothing moral. Wasn’t a person who got thrashed that didn’t deserve it in the biblical sense. Missed the boy’s birth as a consequence though, along with the C-section that nearly killed Jenna. Over the next two years, she would bring the chubby little bundle along for visits, and she’d mail the occasional picture, but I don’t know him. Not how a father should. Only been on the outside for four of his ten years. The other six subsisted on daydreams and the scribblings of dead men, gazing out a tiny meshed porthole at a slow fan of constellations, hesitant of rejoining the world as an understudy.

Three teeth were vacated from my mouth on that first brawl. Far as I can recall, it was over a curl bar disagreement, of which there would be quite a few more. Had I occasion to do it over, I would’ve left them broken at the gum line as reminders to pick and choose my battles more wisely.

My sitting on this curbside at the moment doesn’t quite qualify as an example of such indiscretion, what with my blood and memories dribbling into a coursing gutter while the bar’s sign winks nasty in the corner of my eye. But neither are there intentions on fixing these freshly smashed teeth—four on this night—which should nullify any further excursions to the prison orthodontist on my next stretch, which is now a certainty.

Lee’s, the sign says in large, yellow block letters. As much a declaration of status as proprietorship. A simple marker garnished with stars shooting from the loops in the letters, forming a pattern surrounding the name. Even the apostrophe’s a star, the biggest one of the bunch. Jenna once told me the scientific term for the patterns stars make in the night sky, but damn if it’s not coming to me at the moment. For what it’s worth, I remember her saying once after lovin’—in what I assumed at the time to have been the very session that yielded the boy—that space is an endless, expanding womb where galaxies and stars, planets and comets, gametes and lust smash into each other to either create or extinguish life.

To which we can now add: Hands colliding into faces to alter gravities.

Spent years trying to remedy that, and now it’s all moot. My hands are fountainheads of agony—pulverized, misshapen lumps incapable of any further betrayal. The inside of my head burns and clangs like an off-plumb radiator. Brain cells, much like friends and opportunities, are a finite allotment, and I’ve officially burned through my quota and then some.

No way Jenna’s taking me back. Not after this. No one stays after this. Not with the boy to consider.




Getting personal with Craig Wallwork

Craig Wallwork lives in West Yorkshire, England. His short stories have appeared in many journals, magazines and anthologies in the UK and US. He is the author of the novels, The Sound of Loneliness, and the story collections, Quintessence of Dust, and Gory Hole.



1. How old were you when you first wrote your first story?

Too old. Probably about 30. The story was about my grandfather who died of dementia. It was picked up by Laura Hird, a Scottish writer moving in the same circle as Irvine Welsh. She gave me my first publishing break. No payment, and it was online only, but damn was I happy. I felt like I’d arrived and was soon to be a bestselling author. I’m 45 years old now. Fifteen years of having more rejections than acceptances. And I’m still waiting to write that bestseller. I don’t get disheartened much now if a story isn’t accepted. I just remind myself that William Saroyan received 7,000 rejection slips before landing his first short story. So I did better than him.


2. How many books have you written?

Eight and counting. Half have been published by indie presses. The other half are like children staring out of the window of some orphanage every time headlamps flash by. I’m sure they’ll land a home soon, but until then I’ll keep each fed and watered. But never after midnight. Oh, man. I never feed any after midnight.


3. Anything you won’t write about?

If you would have asked me that five years ago I would have said no. But time, and perhaps being a parent, has mellowed me. I’ve written some really terrible stories, not bad writing, just the subject matter was terrible. I’m sure they’ll come back to haunt me one day. Their my skeletons in the closet. My dirty family secret. The affair and misdemeanours. But I was a different writer back then. I’ve changed. Honestly, judge.


4. Tell me about you. Age (if you don’t mind answering), married, kids, do you have another job etc…


In five years I’ll be fifty. When I was at school, my grandparents were fifty. They had grey hair, no teeth, and had lived through a world war. I have all my own teeth. Don’t even have any fillings. Any grey I may have is limited to my face when the stubble grows. As for war; Syrian, Iraq, Afghanistan – maybe not as close to home to what happened in Europe, but nonetheless. I will say I’ve aged more since having kids. My oldest is ten this year. My youngest is five. Being a parent accelerates the ageing process. It’s like that scene in Interstellar when Mathew McConaughey and Anne Hathaway go to that planet for about twenty minutes but when they return back to the spaceship, twenty-three years has gone by. Being a parent is like that, and you’re the one on the spaceship where time moves slower compared to everyone else around you. I’ve had friends drop off presents when my first child was born, returned a month later, and tell me I looked like I’ve aged five years. It’s scary. But hey, I love them now they’re sleeping in.


5. What’s your favorite book you have written?


That’s like asking, which of your ex-partners did you like the most? I liked them all at one point, but you always love the one you’re with right now. So I would say it’s the novel I’m currently editing. I won’t mention the title, only because I’ve said it before in interviews that go back about three years. Yeah, that’s how long it’s taken me to polish that baby. Once it’s done, I’ll start something new, which I’m sure I’ll love more than any of my others. Basically, I have commitment issues.


6. Who or what inspired you to write?

I wanted to be a cartoonist but failed. Then I wanted to be a filmmaker and failed. I then attempted to be in a band, and I failed. Failure inspired me to write. And continues to do so.


7. What do you like to do for fun?


I enjoy grave robbing. Something about leaving the house late at night, sneaking into a cemetery with shovel in hand looking for a fresh grave. It keeps me fit too. Excavating six-feet of earth is a great workout. I’m thinking of releasing a fitness video: Tone and Bones, maybe. The bind is selling the bodies on the black market. People are so fussy. Does the body still have all its limbs? Is the skin attached? How many teeth does it have? Sheesh. And returns is just a nightmare. So I do that for fun. And I enjoy lying too.


8. Any traditions you do when you finish a book?

Berate myself for not writing a better book.


9. Where do you write? Quiet or music?


I write at home. Mostly in the bedroom, sometimes in the living room, but it depends if the kids have had sugar. Writing is a bit like going to the toilet; you really need your privacy, but sometimes that’s impossible when you’ve got kids. But I do prefer quiet when I can get it. I used to buy those ear protectors, you know, those little orange foam things that look like thimbles. I’d push them into my ears so all I could hear was my heartbeat and blood in my skull. Now I have attained the ability to write anywhere in the house, even downstairs while the kids are watching Colin’s Key make slime or eat ultra sour candy. I can write to Victorious, Sam and Cat, Mr Bean, Hotel Transylvania 2, Sister Vs Bro and Funnel Vision. But I still struggle when they watch Ed Sheeran videos.I walk out then.

10. Anything you would change about your writing?

I’m trying to make it more accessible. By that I mean, a lot of my old stuff had a literary edge. There was plot, but the language and structure was more important to me because that’s what I love reading. To this day, I get very giddy when an author performs alchemy and creates these perfectly formed similes or descriptions out of very little. That was my goal back then, to seduce the reader with words. Now I’m trying to find a balance by retaining some of that magic, while at the same time offsetting it with decent good old fashion storytelling. Yes, it’s taken me fifteen years to reach this epiphany, and I’m hoping the time I’m putting in will be appreciated. If not, I’m going to begin writing trashy erotica.

11. What is your dream? Famous writer?


If I’m being honest, I’d like to earn some money (any money) from writing so I can drop my hours at work. If I could go part-time and write for maybe, two days during the week, I’d be more than happy. That’s the dream. If that doesn’t come off, and please, no one hold your breath, I’d settle to see just one of my books in hardback, cloth bound, and in a library.


12. Where do you live?

A small village in West Yorkshire called, Ripponden. It has three pubs, a couple of restaurants, a tea room and convenience shop. It’s semi rural, lots of agriculture and livestock grazing the fields that back onto moorland. I used to live in a large town growing up. People shot each other, whereas here they shoot grouse and pheasant. Before moving here the only deer I saw was in Stand By Me, but the other day I was picking my daughter up from school, and as I was backing into the parking spot, I saw something brown flash past my rear window. I then heard a large clattering noise and saw a fawn hurtle itself at the school fence. It must have got lost and the car spooked it. The car park backs onto a few residential bungalows for retired folk. There were steps leading down to a house close to the fence the fawn had struck. When I looked toward the bungalow the fawn sprang out of a hedge, kicking and flailing around on its back. I wanted to try to stop it, to tell it I wouldn’t hurt it and to calm down, but it was manic, frenzied. Then it just stopped and went quiet. I ran to the school to speak with one of the staff to get the number of a local vet or rescue service. A few of us went back to make sure it was still there. It was. But it wasn’t breathing, and flies were resting in its open eye. The speed and power of hitting that fence could have broken its neck, but I honestly think its heart gave out. It was such a beautiful creature. It’s fur was the colour of autumn leaves and its legs were long and graceful. My daughter cried all the way home when she heard. She’s got heart that girl. I guess this place is quite wonderful, but even in paradise you can’t help but have your heart-broken once in a while.


13. Pets?


A goldfish only. We used to have a rabbit but it went suicidal on us. It began chewing wires and trying to crawl up the flue over the open fireplace. I just don’t think it liked us. We treated good. Fed it, gave it a nice hutch, but It would stare at us all with this one black eye like we’d murdered its family. My daughter began to think she’d awake in the night and see it there at the end of the bed, staring at her with that one black eye. It was called Fluffy, but after about three months it also went by, Psycho Rabbit, Weirdo Rabbit, Stupid Rabbit, What the Hell, Rabbit?! We eventually took it to a sanctuary to be re-homed. We felt a little like that family at the end of Poltergeist once it was all over, but instead of wheeling out a TV, we wheeled out a hutch.


14. What’s your favorite thing about writing?


I enjoy the process. I mean, I actually love creating worlds, people and all the problem solving and outlining, adding depth and shade and listening to how the characters talk and where they take the story. To me, writing is a kind of medicine, it’s the cure to something broken inside me. Without it I’d be sick.


15. What is coming next for you?

I’ve got a few stories coming out in anthologies this year and next. Right now I can only announce one called, Farewell Valencia, that’ll be in, Takes From the Lake vol 5, edited by Kenneth Cain and published by Crystal Lake Publishing in early November. The story was partly inspired by a real place in Sweden where euthanasia is legal. Around the same time I found out Terry Pratchett had been diagnosed with dementia there were a lot of documentaries the U.K. about people who wanted to end their life because they had no quality of life. These were people who were paraplegic, terminal, or were awaiting a slow and agonising death. One documentary featured this place in Sweden. I never saw the documentary but a friend told me about it the next day. In my mind I’m seeing this place as a plush hotel with Egyptian cotton sheets, Tempur pillows, turndown service, free porn, concierge, fine dining, the lot. I was never so wrong. It was described more as an industrial unit on a Business Park. Okay, low overheads, I get it. But surely it’s nice inside and the end is peaceful, right? Wrong again. You get a bed and a cup of poison. It sounded horrific. There was no dignity. No afternoon massage and favourite meal. No quick game of tennis followed by a gin and tonic on the veranda. You got poisoned and you died in agony. This felt wrong to me. It’s bad enough these people had reached a point in their lives where dying was the preferred option. So I set about writing a story where a hotel similar to the one I envisaged existed. Someplace nice. At least on the surface. Farewell Valencia is essentially about an euthanasia clinic, and because the subject is so heavy, I wanted to make it quirky, like the Shining seen through the eyes of Wes Anderson. But there’s a twist, which I won’t go into. You’ll have to read it to find out. I think people will like it. It’s dark, sad, with a little Gallows humour thrown in. It should fit well in the anthology. It’s already got some great voices in there; Tim Waggoner, Gemma Files, Lucy A. Snyder, Gene O’Neill, Stephanie M. Wytovich, Allison Pang, Paul Michael Anderson, Bruce Boston, Andi Rawson, Samuel Marzioli, Joanna Parypinski, Lane Waldman, Peter Mark May, Meghan Arcuri, Jason Sizemore, Robert Stahl, Marge Simon, Laura Blackwell, Lucy Taylor, Jonah Buck, Cory Cone, and Michelle Ann King.


16. Where do you get your ideas?

Keep with me on this. There’s a magic trick where a street magician fans out a deck of cards and asks someone to choose one. They do, and they show it the camera. Queen of hearts, say. Then the magician asks the card be put back in the deck, and then in a display of madness they throw all the cards at the side of a building. One card sticks to the window. Just one. And yep, when he peels it off, it’s the queen of hearts. I don’t know how it’s done and I don’t ever want to know. It’s a great trick and to understand the trick would dilute the magic. That’s the same with ideas; I don’t know how they work, or where they come from, and I don’t ever want to know, because I fear once I discover the secret it won’t be as magical. Magic is great writing.




You can connect with Craig Wallwork here: 


My Amazon pages for the UK and US:

UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/Craig-Wallwork/e/B003VDNVCC

US: https://www.amazon.com/gp/aw/s/ref=is_s?n=133140011&k=craig+wallwork+

A free ebook copy of Quintessence of Dust, a short story collection by me:


And finally, Crystal Lake Publishing:



Some of Craig Wallwork’s books: 




Getting personal with Tony Tremblay

Tony Tremblay is the writer of numerous short stories that have been published in various horror anthologies, horror magazines, and webzines under his pen name, T T Zuma. Tremblay has also worked as a reviewer of horror fiction for Cemetery Dance Magazine and Horror World. In addition to his print work, Tremblay is the host of That Taco Society Presents, a cable T. V. show (also available on You Tube) that features discussions on horror as well as guest interviews with horror authors.


Please welcome Tony Tremblay to Roadie Notes……………



1. How old were you when you first wrote your first story?

My first story? I think I was around ten years old. It was called, Spiders Ate My Face. I guess the title says it all. Unfortunately, its reception was not all that welcomed in my family, and it has been lost to history. I wrote my first published story when I was 52 years old. After the terrible reviews of Spiders Ate My Face, it took me 42 years to gain enough confidence to write again.



2. How many books have you written?

I’ve published two full-length books, The Seeds of Nightmares, and The Moore House. There is also a long novella I wrote called Steel, which was published two years ago.

I do have what’s called a trunk novel stored away because I’m not happy with it, but I do plan on revisiting it as soon as I’ve finished the novel I am working on now. I will have another short story collection out in the start of 2019 with Crossroad Press, and a new novella out with John McIlveen’s Haverhill House Publishing sometime in 2019.



3. Anything you won’t write about?

Vampires, werewolves, most tropes really. To be honest with you, I’m not sure I could add anything to those subjects that hasn’t been done already. Having said that, I did write two zombie themed short stories, but both had twists that I thought brought something different to the trope.

I also tend to avoid detailed sex scenes in my stories and novels. When reading horror tales, I tend to find them unimaginative  and often boring. I usually skim through them or jump down a few paragraphs or pages until it’s over. Talking to other readers, I know I’m not alone in my disinterest. That doesn’t mean I avoid sex in my work. I prefer to leave enough description so the reader can use their imaginations when reading the scene. There are horror authors that can pulloff explicit sex scenes really well, and they can be erotic as hell. Graham Masterton and Ray Garton are two good examples of authors that can jumpstart hormones into drive.



4. Tell me about you. Age (if you don’t mind answering), married, kids, do you have another job etc…

I do have a full-time job, but I plan on retiring from it on March 1
st. I’ve spent 32 years there, commuting 90 minutes each way. It’s time for me to kick back and enjoy my life, my family, and my friends. Let’s see, I want to get this right…I’ve been married to the same woman for over 40 years (I think that covers me), and we have one son and one daughter. I also have grandkids popping out all over the place, which gives me further incentive to retire.


5. What’s your favorite book you have written?

My published books are so different from each other, it would be hard to pick one over the other. The Seeds of Nightmares is more literary than not, and occasionally when I have to revisit those stories for a reading, I can’t believe I wrote them. For most of those stories, I was searching for my voice so I experimented with narration and tone. I looked to my horror author hero’s for inspiration. When I read them now, I can see which author influenced me at the time. I am proud of each of those stories. The reviews, the charting, and the feedback I continue to receive from The Seeds of Nightmares is affirming as hell.

With Steel, I wanted to write something that bridged the gap between literary and action oriented fiction. I was pleased with the results, but the lack of reader feedback had me questioning whether I had succeeded.

The Moore House was my attempt to go balls-out on a fast-paced, page-turning novel. I wanted to write a story that shot out of the gate and kept readers glued to the page throughout the story. I kept exposition to a minimum, removed all tangents to the plot, and gave the characters depth without over sentimentalizing them. I wanted the prose to be lean and the tension constant. My publisher, John McIlveen approved, but he had one suggestion, which I followed on the subsequent re-writes. His advice? Go all the way—make it scarier wherever I could. His advice proved to be spot on, and I admit to having a ton of fun reaching into places I had never gone to before. The feedback on The Moore House has been phenomenal, and it appears that I’ve succeeded in my goals for the book.

After all that, I’ll go with convention and say that the last book I have written is my favorite, which would be The Moore House.

6. Who or what inspired you to write?

I’ve wanted to write since I was a young boy, but I think it was Stephen King’s work that pushed me to get serious about it.



7. What do you like to do for fun?

When I see strangers on the street, I walk up to them and ask them if they know where Black Brook Road is. When they say no, I give them directions to it.



8. Any traditions you do when you finish a book?

I’ll pour myself a nice glass of good scotch, which may or may not be followed by dancingnaked in my den while blasting Neil Young out of the speakers. My wife wishes I would quit writing whenever this happens.


9. Where do you write? Quiet or music?

As mentioned, I have a den and I do all of my writing there. It has to be absolutely quiet, no music, and no background noise.



10. What is your dream? Famous writer?

My dream is to retire, and I’m almost there. I don’t aspire to be a famous writer, but I’d be happy if I am recognized in a book store though.



11. Where do you live?

I live in Goffstown, N.H.  My hometown is featured in many of my stories, and The Moore House is set in Goffstown.



12. Pets?

We have a cat, and I hope to get a dog once I retire.



13. Where do you get your ideas?

Soul travel. At night when I sleep, I astral project into people’s dreams. If they are having a nightmare, it’s a gold mine.

14. Anything else you got going on you want to share?

Yes, thank you. Along with Scott Goudsward and John McIlveen, we are putting together a very informal convention for horror/genre authors and fans in Manchester, N.H. on Sept. 15th. It’s called NoCon, and I’ll leave the link here in case people are curious about it: http://wearenocon.com/ .




Thanks for the interview, Rebecca! It was a lot of fun! If your readers want to learn more about me they can head over to my website at http://www.tonytremblayauthor.com/ 


Some Of Tony Tremblay’s books:






Getting personal with Stanley Wiater



One of my most interesting interviews to date has to be Stanley Wiater. This man has interviewed everyone I have always wanted to meet and then some. He got to sit in the same room with them and pick their brains. I can’t even imagine. I would faint. I met him on a pod cast where I did book reviews and I can say that he is the most down to earth and kindest person I have had the pleasure to meet. He is smart and funny and gives great advice. I learned a lot by talking to him and how to do better interviews. Normally I send the questions to the author and they fill them out and send them back to me. However I had the honor of a phone call for this one. It was an honor and pleasure to be able to speak with him and pick his brain a little. The responses for this interview are paraphrased from the notes I took from our conversation. So if there are errors the fault lies totally in my lap. Thank you for giving me the incredible opportunity to interview you and for being patient with me.


Please welcome Stanley Wiater to Roadie Notes………


1.  How many books have you written?

At least 30+ and essays, countless reviews and interviews. You can find the links to them here

2. You have a tag line. Tell me what it is please?

“Are you a Dark Dreamer?”
This came from the Dark Dreamers series
3. Tell me about you. Age (if you don’t mind answering), do you have another job etc…

I’m 65 Writing is my job.

4. What kind of awards have you received?

He has won the coveted Bram Stoker Award three times, and been nominated for the International Horror Guild, Hugo, Rondo, Eisner, Harvey, Locus, and Readercon awards, among other nominations.
5. Who or what inspired you to write?

I’m a long time friend of Stephen King and have written books and interviews about him as well as so many others. But Edgar Allen Poe and Ray Bradbury were both major influences.
6.  What else in the writing world have you done?

I have taught workshops at the University of Massachusetts about writing and the business of writing. I have also edited many books and stories. Pretty much everything.
7. You have a YouTube channel.

Yes, there are some interviews on there. You can follow this link https://www.youtube.com/user/gorgo3
8. What is your dream? Famous writer?

He told me he has lived his dream. He has interviewed the best of the best in the Horror industry. He is also the man behind Dark Dreamers a very popular show running 26 episode series. They are available on dvd and some are on YouTube.
9. Where do you live?

10. What’s your favorite thing about interviews?

Getting to meet the people and sit down and talk to them. He has interviewed more major horror and suspense authors, filmmakers, actors, and artists than any other journalist, living or undead.

11.  Where do you get your ideas?

They come from everywhere.




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Getting personal with David Court

David Court is a short story author and novelist, whose works have appeared in over a dozen venues including Tales to Terrify, Strangely Funny, Fears Accomplice and The Voices Within. Whilst primarily a horror writer, he also writes science fiction, poetry and satire.

His writing style has been described as “Darkly cynical” and “Quirky and highly readable” and David can’t bring himself to disagree with either of those statements.

Growing up in the UK in the eighties, David’s earliest influences were the books of Stephen King and Clive Barker, and the films of John Carpenter and George Romero. The first wave of Video Nasties may also have had a profound effect on his psyche.

As well as being a proud VIP writer for Stitched Smile Publications, David works as a Software Developer and lives in Coventry with his wife, three cats and an ever-growing beard. David’s wife once asked him if he’d write about how great she was. David replied that he would, because he specialized in short fiction. Despite that, they are still married.


1. How old were you when you first wrote your first story?


I’ve been writing for as long as I can remember, but the first time I remember ever enjoying writing something which was liked was back at secondary school. We were assigned to write a story with the title  “The summer I met…” where the tale had to be about an encounter with a fictional character. We were told it had to be at least six pages long but my story – a veritable saga in which I had adventures with Gizmo the Mogwai from Gremlins – took up most of a notepad, easily ten times the required length. The teacher loved it, and I remember that experience fondly; having created something from scratch that somebody else really enjoyed. That’s all I’m doing still, to a fashion.


2. How many books have you written?


As well as having a number of stories dotted about in various publisher’s anthologies, I’ve got two short story anthologies currently out in the wild – The Shadow Cast by the World and Forever and Ever, Armageddon.  However, I’ve recently finished a full length sci-fi novel called Recreant that I’m trying to find an appropriate home for.


3. Anything you won’t write about?


Once upon a time I would have said sex, but – as an experiment to prove I could, more than anything – I wrote an erotic horror piece. One thing I won’t touch is extreme horror – much as I enjoy reading it (and there are some damn fine writers in that particular sub-genre), I don’t think it’s anything I could ever write myself.


4. Tell me about you. Age (if you don’t mind answering), married, kids, do you have another job etc…


I’m about to turn 47, and am married to the lovely (and supportive) Tara. My main job is in computing – I’ve been working in the software industry for the past quarter of a century. (Wow. Putting it like that makes me feel really old).


5. What’s your favorite book you have written?


I’m really pleased with Recreant, my new sci-fi novel. It’s a world I’d been thinking about and fleshing out for nigh on a decade, so it was great to put some of these ideas down onto paper. I’ve tried to avoid – or play around with – a lot of the typical clichés in science fiction, and I think it’s a really great piece of work that I’m really proud of.


6. Who or what inspired you to write?


My job is pretty mundane and there isn’t a great deal of flexibility for exercising any creativity – not as much as I’d like, anyhow. Writing is a means of flexing my creative muscles and keeping me sane, I think. I have to exorcise these thoughts somehow!


7. What do you like to do for fun?

I used to role-play heavily as a teenager – which is what I did a lot of my writing for – and that’s progressed into a love of board games as I’ve grown older. I’m also somewhat of a film buff.  Just so it doesn’t look like I spend the entirety of my life indoors, I’m a keen traveler as well.  I love going on holiday to new places.


8. Any traditions you do when you finish a book?


Drink heavily. It’s a tradition I stick to when writing the book in the first place as well. And beforehand.


9. Where do you write? Quiet or music?


I have a spare bedroom which tends to be used to store all the crap in the house which is laughably referred to as the “study”. I can’t write in silence, so tend to listen to Spotify through headphones whilst I work, but nothing with lyrics in, or I end up getting distracted. I tend to listen to film soundtracks or instrumental pieces, and I’m sad enough to have a number of playlists set up to match the kind of stuff I’m writing – horror, sci-fi, action sequences, that sort of thing.


10. Anything you would change about your writing?


I am an absolutely terrible editor of my own stuff. I will literally not spot some errors even if I pour over the manuscript a dozen times with an electronic microscope. Some of the errors I make are honestly embarrassing. Thankfully, I’ve got a great editor who is very, very patient.  I’m way too keen on a tendency of “Yeah, that’s finished” and throwing it out there, without giving it the loving final touches and tweaking the work needs.


11. What is your dream? Famous writer?


Much as I love my job, I’d love to be able to give it all up to write for a living – that’s my lofty ultimate ambition. I don’t want to be rich, but it’d be nice just to make enough from the writing that I could make a full-time career out of it.


12. Where do you live?


I live in Coventry in the UK, which is slap bang in the middle of the country in the Midlands. Which is a damn shame, because I really like the seaside.


13. Pets?


I have three cats. Aslan and Lilith, who are brother and sister, and Twist, who, despite being 11, is the youngest so will always be known as “the kitten. Aslan is my writing companion who insists on sprawling across my lap whenever I’m at the laptop.


14. What’s your favorite thing about writing?


Readers telling me they’ve enjoyed my stuff. We all crave acknowledgement really, don’t we? A good review will make my week.


15. What is coming next for you?


Stitched Smile are currently putting the finishing touches to my next anthology – Scenes of Mild Peril.  It’s my biggest collection yet, and I’m really excited about getting it out there so people can read it.  I’ve also got quite a body of new short stories behind me which will shortly be another for another anthology.  There’s a story in the new collection – Let It Cry – set in the time of the Black Plague in Ireland, and I enjoyed the research so much, I’m planning on writing a new historical horror novel set around some of the local ghost stories.  That’s very early days yet though, but I plan on making a start before the end of the year.


16. Where do you get your ideas?


A combination of strong cheese and exotic wines.




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Getting personal with Brian Scutt

Brian Scutt is a Navy veteran who spent five years on a Ohio Class nuclear submarine before returning to the civilian life. Now he is a family man, author and graphic artist living in the Adirondack foothills. He has published short stories and a critically acclaimed novella. His current projects are adapting the novella into a screenplay, and working on a new novel.


Please welcome Brian Scutt to Roadie Notes………



1. How old were you when you first wrote your first story?
Like most people I wrote a few short stories as a child, I was published in one literary journal for children. I think I was twelve. I didn’t try again until 2016, at 36 when I wrote a short story for a class. It was suggested to me to self publish the story, which I did on Amazon. Despite being super short, only eight pages, it received enough positive reviews to inspire me to give it a go at this thing.
2. How many books have you written?
So far only one novella that is self published, Korean Road
3. Anything you won’t write about?
I’ll get back to you when I find it….


4. Tell me about you. Age (if you don’t mind answering), married, kids, do you have another job etc…
I’m 37 and have been married to the wonderful Sarah Scutt for fourteen years. We have 4 children. Currently I am writing full-time and my wife and I also run a graphic design business focusing mainly on book cover design and advertising material for other authors.

5. What’s your favorite book you have written?
The only one I have under my belt, Korean Road!


6. Who or what inspired you to write?
I was in college for computer science and took a required class on writing. During the class I realized that people enjoyed what I wrote and the professor took a special interest in my work. It had a major impact on me deciding to move forward and take it seriously.
7. What do you like to do for fun?
Write? Or do you mean other than that? Well, I am a die-hard Buffalo Bills fan. Absolutely nothing gets in the way of a Bills game!
8. Any traditions you do when you finish a book?
Not yet. I think when I finished KR I had a glass of Cognac.
9. Where do you write? Quiet or music?
My bedroom is the size of a small apartment. I have a dual monitor desk, love seat,


10. Anything you would change about your writing?
I’m still so green at this that I probably couldn’t pinpoint any one thing. So for me continual growth in my craft is the most important. I devour other writers work just to learn what to do and not do to make the worlds I create come alive for the reader.


11. What is your dream? Famous writer?
Fame would be nice, but honestly, just to have people enjoy my work. Being able to support my family with my writing wouldn’t be so bad either!
12. Where do you live?
I live in a small town in New York. It’s in the Tug Hill region and we get all of the seasons. Each in stark contrast to the last. It’s either in the nineties and humid, or six feet of snow touched down in the matter of hours!


13. Pets?
We have one dog, a Shar-Pei mix, a crazy cat, and six chickens that never want to stay in their coup or run.
14. What’s your favorite thing about writing?
Discovery. Having the small nugget of a story that slowly begins to grow into something substantial.


15. What is coming next for you?
There are so many projects on the table and in the works right now. I was honored with an invitation to write a short story for the upcoming Jack Ketchum memorial anthology that should be coming out this fall. My novella Korean Road is being adapted into a screenplay by a talented screen writer out of LA, Richard Older. Korean Road is also getting further treatment in the form of an expanded novelized version that is in the works. I have a new novel being worked on called Wendigo which will be my take on the “zombie genre”, but with a heavy Native American flair. Also be on the lookout for a co-authored short story in Brandon Scott’s collection coming out at the end of the summer called Night Voices!
16. Where do you get your ideas?
Mostly eavesdropping! The idea for Korean Road came from drinking coffee at a local dinner. An elder gentlemen with a Korean War veteran cap came in and told all the other locals in the place how he was going to hit the road and see his son for the first time in years. Korean Road was born.


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