I've been in hospitals a lot. Never as a patient, though, not until recently.
My doctor decided I needed a colonoscopy. Quite a lovely hospital visit actually. I was treated as a King. As I sprawled out in comfort and all my glory on the hospital bed, a nurse asked if I wanted a toasty blanky. A toasty blanky! Then she inquired if I'd like nice socks for my feet. Man, you can't pay for such pampering. Wonderful. For sure, I thought a manicure was up next.
The feeling of being wheeled into the Special Room on a gurney was peculiarly freeing. Doing absolutely nothing, yet still mobile. Goosebumps. A nurse swayed me in with a Brylcream smile and a game-show hostess hand gesture. Very welcoming.
The procedure itself was a blast. None of that nonsense about counting down to ten while you go under. The anesthesiologist told me to breathe deeply. Boom. And out!
Then my wondrous day of being pampered took a dark turn.
Next thing I know Nurse Ratched is standing over me, screaming that it's time to wake up and get the hell out her hospital. My reign as King of the day didn't last for long. But it was good to be King. At least for a little while.
Still, all in all, for such an intrusively invasive procedure (considering there was a snaky camera up my wazoo), it was nothing.
It's the prep work that'll kill ya. Seriously.
Good Lord, I didn't know I had that much to give. And give and give. I know giving is kind, but come on, even Jesus had his limits. Endless bathroom agony.
I'm still trying to adjust. Things like this usually only happen to people who are abducted by aliens (why aliens have a strange attraction to anal probes is beyond me.). My butt doctor said she'll see me in ten years. I dread it already.
And I promise this is the last time I'll blog about my bum. I swear! (Maybe).
Friday, June 17, 2016
Friday, June 10, 2016
Ghosts and Social Awkwardness: A Chat with Horror Author Mick Sims
Recently I had the pleasure of reading a terrific collection
of ghost stories, Death’s Sweet Echo. It’s attributed to the work of two men, Len
Maynard and Mick Sims. I was able to track down one of the two gentlemen, Mick
Sims. The other? I’ve found no proof of his existence. In fact, given the
subject matter of the book, I believe he may even be a ghost (a ghost writer?).
Be that as it may, Mick Sims has agreed to be grilled this week on Twisted
Tales from Tornado Alley.
SRW: Welcome Mick! Okay, I’m sure you’ve been asked this
question a lot, but as it’s new to me, I’ve gotta ask…How in the world do two
men collaborate on a book? As a writer, I have a hard enough time dealing with
all of the voices in my own head (hence why I drink).
MS: Hi. Firstly let me confirm the physical existence of my
writing partner. Len and I met when we were 11 at school but became friends
later due to a mutual girlfriend. The friendship always comes first, before the
writing, although that is the cement that binds the relationship. Anyway. How
the hell do we do it? Wish I knew! It was a painful process to get to the fluent process we have now. Our
early stories were a learning curve. What I don’t think we realized at the time
was that we were both not only learning to write – and all writers develop at
different speeds – but we were also learning to write with another person.
Those two things combined certainly made for a combustible mix.
One way it would work was one would start a story, stop for a variety of reasons, hand it over to the other for them to finish. We then had a jointly written story. We decided very early on that each story should have one author voice – more than just a style, although a cohesive style was important. Another way we did it was for one of us to completely write a story and then hand it to the other to edit, revise, as needed. That was when a lot of rows began. How dare he suggest changes to my precious story? We had a meeting place by the river, near the pub we frequented, and after a row, sometimes hours after, we would meet up there as if by pre-arrangement and come to an agreement about the story. Pregnant pauses were our specialty, with silence as a weapon. We’d spend hours discussing a single word if we felt passionately enough about it.
Over the years we have smoothed it all out. We are open and honest with each other, and no offence is taken when change is suggested. I have a voodoo doll of Len at home with enough pins left to carry me over the next few years. Taking it right up to the present day, when we write more novels than stories, we each write the complete book/story and then hand it over to the other for revision which includes proofing, copy editing, as well as revising if we feel it needs it. With each book we spend days at the end reading it together, page by page, for grammar, continuity, repetition and other flaws we find.
We wrote as individuals for a while then realized that we would be competing for the same markets, so the sensible thing seemed to be to pool our resources. Luckily our individual styles have developed over the years into a single M&S style so there is never a case of anyone being able to see the joins. Although one reviewer did say they could – on a book one of had written alone. No wonder they couldn’t reply when I asked them where the joins were! We also got a review along the lines of – did it really take two of them to write this pile of **** - which was one reason behind the change of name to Maynard Sims.
We used to brainstorm, sometimes for weeks on end. I remember one novel we planned was discussed at length and completely story-boarded - a process that went on for weeks if not months. In fact it took so long to plan we both ran out of steam on it and it was shelved. We refined the process after that. I think we have been writing together for so long now that we respect each other’s strengths and recognize each other’s weaknesses.
One way it would work was one would start a story, stop for a variety of reasons, hand it over to the other for them to finish. We then had a jointly written story. We decided very early on that each story should have one author voice – more than just a style, although a cohesive style was important. Another way we did it was for one of us to completely write a story and then hand it to the other to edit, revise, as needed. That was when a lot of rows began. How dare he suggest changes to my precious story? We had a meeting place by the river, near the pub we frequented, and after a row, sometimes hours after, we would meet up there as if by pre-arrangement and come to an agreement about the story. Pregnant pauses were our specialty, with silence as a weapon. We’d spend hours discussing a single word if we felt passionately enough about it.
Over the years we have smoothed it all out. We are open and honest with each other, and no offence is taken when change is suggested. I have a voodoo doll of Len at home with enough pins left to carry me over the next few years. Taking it right up to the present day, when we write more novels than stories, we each write the complete book/story and then hand it over to the other for revision which includes proofing, copy editing, as well as revising if we feel it needs it. With each book we spend days at the end reading it together, page by page, for grammar, continuity, repetition and other flaws we find.
We wrote as individuals for a while then realized that we would be competing for the same markets, so the sensible thing seemed to be to pool our resources. Luckily our individual styles have developed over the years into a single M&S style so there is never a case of anyone being able to see the joins. Although one reviewer did say they could – on a book one of had written alone. No wonder they couldn’t reply when I asked them where the joins were! We also got a review along the lines of – did it really take two of them to write this pile of **** - which was one reason behind the change of name to Maynard Sims.
We used to brainstorm, sometimes for weeks on end. I remember one novel we planned was discussed at length and completely story-boarded - a process that went on for weeks if not months. In fact it took so long to plan we both ran out of steam on it and it was shelved. We refined the process after that. I think we have been writing together for so long now that we respect each other’s strengths and recognize each other’s weaknesses.
SRW: The writing in Death’s Sweet Echo is at times
exquisite, very British. Now keep in mind I live in Kansas, so anything sounds
upper-crust to these Midwest ears. Do you purposefully strive for quaint,
somewhat old-fashioned prose? Is it the same style you use in your crime
thrillers?
MS: I remember standing in line at Disney Orlando and people
were getting onto the rides quicker than us. A US man asked me what was
happening and I told him the others had a ‘Fast Pass’. I come from South
London, not upper-crust land at all. My accent is not posh. Yet for him he
thought it was funny to mimic my words as though I’d spoken them in a Royal
family very upper voice. He sounded odd for sure.
With the writing our first stories were M R James type traditional ghost stories.
With the writing our first stories were M R James type traditional ghost stories.
Since those collections we
have steered the ghosts and strange tales into the modern world, but our
stories do have a voice that sets them apart from our novels. Even a story set
in the US, like Glorious Dilapidation from Death’s Sweet Echo, is written with
as much grace and subtlety as we can manage. Our intention with our stories is
to invoke a mood rather than to explain. To paint a picture of atmosphere and disquiet.
Our novels - whether they are standalone supernatural horror or the Department 18 books or standalone thrillers or the DCI Jack Callum series of crime novels or the Bahamas set of thrillers or the erotic romances - each has a very different voice from the stories. Each type of novel has its own style that is different from the other novels.
Our novels - whether they are standalone supernatural horror or the Department 18 books or standalone thrillers or the DCI Jack Callum series of crime novels or the Bahamas set of thrillers or the erotic romances - each has a very different voice from the stories. Each type of novel has its own style that is different from the other novels.
SRW: In Death’s Sweet Echo, the tales are of an old-school
sort. Very old-school, M. R. James ancient school, even. A compliment! You
effortlessly combine James’ subtle style of supernatural shenanigans
with a more modern day psychological slant. Are James’ ghost stories an
inspiration?
MS: I remember being driven in my lunch hour from my day job
back in 1972 to a local book shop who had advertised a copy of the 1931 Collected
M R James with a signed handwritten letter inside. I paid £10 for it all those
years ago - probably about £130 now or $185, still cheap and very worth it.
His work is an inspiration but for us some of the other ghost story writers of the early twentieth century are more so. H R Wakefield, R H Malden, L T C Rolt, and several others. We have a large collection of horror books and most are pretty old collections and anthologies. It’s the collective charisma (almost) of them that is our real inspiration.
When we write a story the usual method is to have a title that inspires us. Then a germ of an idea - like the man haunted by his own guilt (Guilt Casts a Long Shadow from DSE) - and we just run with it until the end creeps up like a shadow at the end of a summers day.
His work is an inspiration but for us some of the other ghost story writers of the early twentieth century are more so. H R Wakefield, R H Malden, L T C Rolt, and several others. We have a large collection of horror books and most are pretty old collections and anthologies. It’s the collective charisma (almost) of them that is our real inspiration.
When we write a story the usual method is to have a title that inspires us. Then a germ of an idea - like the man haunted by his own guilt (Guilt Casts a Long Shadow from DSE) - and we just run with it until the end creeps up like a shadow at the end of a summers day.
SRW: And like James, many of your protagonists are socially
backwards, misanthropic in several cases. They say you should write what you
know. Are you a hermit, Mick? Or a social butterfly?
MS: Not a hermit although given the choice I would be far
less social than I am. My wife nags me to go out occasionally and talk to
people but I much prefer to sit and write or potter in the garden or play with
my granddaughter. I can rise to the occasion when social butterfly mode is
required but usually hide behind a façade of smartass ‘funny’ comments that
keep people at arm’s length so I don’t have to reveal how shallow I truly am
and how all my interesting ideas get put into my books rather than spoken out
loud.
SRW: In the current age of splatter horror and torture porn,
I appreciated the subdued approach you guys took in your ghost stories. These
are tales I’d feel safe having my mother read, yet they don’t forego the creepy
dread the best supernatural tales evoke. Is this a reaction to today’s anything
goes horror ethic? Or just what you guys like?
MS: Definitely what we like to read and so it’s what we
write. When we published and edited Enigmatic Tales and all its sister titles
we had strict rules on what was acceptable. Swearing was out, sex and violence
were out.
Horror doesn’t have to be bloody or gory or even nasty. For me it is far more scary for the normal to gradually reveal itself to be anything but. Quiet horror is my preference. It is far more challenging as a writer I think to be able to hold back and to suggest rather than to throw it all in and hope for the best. Writerly advice is always to show not tell and we use a similar approach with our stories. Suggest don’t explain.
Horror doesn’t have to be bloody or gory or even nasty. For me it is far more scary for the normal to gradually reveal itself to be anything but. Quiet horror is my preference. It is far more challenging as a writer I think to be able to hold back and to suggest rather than to throw it all in and hope for the best. Writerly advice is always to show not tell and we use a similar approach with our stories. Suggest don’t explain.
SRW: Following up on that, are all of your books of this
ilk? Or do you vary genre and style?
MS: Oh, variety is our spice. Our standalone horrors feature
Moroccan water gods (Shelter), sexual vampires (Demon Eyes), psychic demons
(Nightmare City), a type of werewolf (Stronghold), an erotic ghost
(Stillwater), and a pedophile (Convalescence). There is swearing sex and
violence aplenty.
The Department 18 series are supernatural / crime crossovers and has demons, witches, and all manner of evil entities, with as much modern horror as we can fit in. There are five books so far - Black Cathedral, Night Souls, The Eighth Witch, A Plague Of Echoes and Mother Of Demons.
Our standalone thrillers are good versus evil and are as hard edged as they need to be. Gangsters and cops. Drugs and guns and sex and enough violence to keep the modern reader drooling and reading. Let Death Begin, Through The Sad Heart and Falling Apart At The Edges
The Jack Callum crime books feature an ordinary cop investigating extraordinary crimes. The crimes are gruesome and relentless. No Evil and Prime Evil.
The Bahamas thriller books are the same - criminals and cops with our hero - an ordinary man thrust into situations he has to fight against to survive. Touching The Sun, Calling Down The Lightning and Raging Against The Storm.
Our erotic romances are described by the publishers as ‘red hot sexual content’. Based purely on fiction (believe that!) - written under a pseudonym to protect the innocent.
So each type of book we write has its own unique style. We switch into that style when we start a new book in the series and we are comfortable writing in different styles. Sometimes an idea forms and we have to decide which type of book the story and plot best fits.
The Department 18 series are supernatural / crime crossovers and has demons, witches, and all manner of evil entities, with as much modern horror as we can fit in. There are five books so far - Black Cathedral, Night Souls, The Eighth Witch, A Plague Of Echoes and Mother Of Demons.
Our standalone thrillers are good versus evil and are as hard edged as they need to be. Gangsters and cops. Drugs and guns and sex and enough violence to keep the modern reader drooling and reading. Let Death Begin, Through The Sad Heart and Falling Apart At The Edges
The Jack Callum crime books feature an ordinary cop investigating extraordinary crimes. The crimes are gruesome and relentless. No Evil and Prime Evil.
The Bahamas thriller books are the same - criminals and cops with our hero - an ordinary man thrust into situations he has to fight against to survive. Touching The Sun, Calling Down The Lightning and Raging Against The Storm.
Our erotic romances are described by the publishers as ‘red hot sexual content’. Based purely on fiction (believe that!) - written under a pseudonym to protect the innocent.
So each type of book we write has its own unique style. We switch into that style when we start a new book in the series and we are comfortable writing in different styles. Sometimes an idea forms and we have to decide which type of book the story and plot best fits.
SRW: As writers, we’re told the importance of opening
sentences. These days you gotta hook the reader fast. You two excel at opening
sentences. Readers, check out these: “It was colder than the grave in the
sarcophagus.” “By the end of the day one of us would die…” and my personal
favorite, “The first time I saw Melinda laugh out loud, she was already dead.”
Do you spend a long time perfecting the opening sentence?
MS: Sometimes. Usually though it is either the opening
sentence or the story title that inspires the whole idea for the story. Often
the title and opening sentence is all we have. They come easily - drop into the
head when out walking the dog, or cooking or whatever. The way we each write is
slightly different. I start with the sentence and the title and begin writing.
The characters take the story where it needs to go.
SRW: Along these lines, the tales’ titles are very poetic, of a very old-fashioned bent. What comes first, the story or the title?
SRW: Along these lines, the tales’ titles are very poetic, of a very old-fashioned bent. What comes first, the story or the title?
MS: Usually the title and the first sentence or two. I often
have titles stocked up waiting for a story to follow. Many first lines are also
filed away for later use. We have had collections where the first few stories
had one word titles so for consistency, and being a slave to low level OCD,
every story then had to be a single word.
Other collections where the first story or two had longer, poetic titles so that had to be followed through. A title should have some relevance to the contents of the story of course. That can often be a driver for a plot - follow the title to its natural conclusion.
You keep using the phrase ‘old-fashioned’ or ‘old-school’. We aren’t old - 63 is the new 27 didn’t you know? We like to write proper English and that can appear a bit staid. We like to throw in some literary flourishes to keep the reader on their toes as well. British English is different to US English of course, and so writing what we were schooled as correct use of commas, and so on, we may come across as being traditional rather than modern.
Our minds do hark back with our ghost stories to an indiscriminate time between the wars and just after World War 2 when unexplained things were easier to describe and to use a frighteners. When we write a story we are trying to invoke the spirit of the best of the traditional ghost story writers but without becoming pastiches.
Other collections where the first story or two had longer, poetic titles so that had to be followed through. A title should have some relevance to the contents of the story of course. That can often be a driver for a plot - follow the title to its natural conclusion.
You keep using the phrase ‘old-fashioned’ or ‘old-school’. We aren’t old - 63 is the new 27 didn’t you know? We like to write proper English and that can appear a bit staid. We like to throw in some literary flourishes to keep the reader on their toes as well. British English is different to US English of course, and so writing what we were schooled as correct use of commas, and so on, we may come across as being traditional rather than modern.
Our minds do hark back with our ghost stories to an indiscriminate time between the wars and just after World War 2 when unexplained things were easier to describe and to use a frighteners. When we write a story we are trying to invoke the spirit of the best of the traditional ghost story writers but without becoming pastiches.
SRW: Of course you knew I’d enjoy your stand-up comedian
tale, “And It Goes Like This,” seeing as how my last book was a stand-up
comical horror riff. Have you had any experience in stand-up? Research or wing
it?
MS: I like to play the comic at social events but that is
merely to mask a social inferiority complex. In my previous day job I had to do
presentations and they used to frighten me far more than any horror film ever
did. Shakes, sweats, I had them all. Then I was best man at Len’s second
wedding and I treated the speech as a standup gig. I basically said what a
miserable old git he used to be until he met his wife. There was more to it
than that but the audience reacted well so I milked it for all I could get. I
read out ‘funny’ cards and went on far too long. At the end people groaned when
I finished and came up afterwards asking me if I did it for a living. That gave
me the confidence to talk in public at the drop of a hat.
“And It Goes Like This” was a title I got in a way that I often do - while listening to music. Maroon 5 - Move Like Jagger. “My ego is big / I don't give a shit / And it goes like this / [Chorus:] Take me by the tongue”. I occasionally listen to music when writing and the phrase stuck. Putting in so many jokes made the writing easier and quicker - a lazy way to get some word length. The man haunted by his own past while sad about his downfall from grace and the heights he used to enjoy followed.
“And It Goes Like This” was a title I got in a way that I often do - while listening to music. Maroon 5 - Move Like Jagger. “My ego is big / I don't give a shit / And it goes like this / [Chorus:] Take me by the tongue”. I occasionally listen to music when writing and the phrase stuck. Putting in so many jokes made the writing easier and quicker - a lazy way to get some word length. The man haunted by his own past while sad about his downfall from grace and the heights he used to enjoy followed.
SRW: The final story, “Restitution,” perfectly captures the
weary, dreary job search that frightens kids straight out of college.
Practically my life story told in a few pages! While a lot of your stories feature unlikeable
protagonists, more often than not, they’re portrayed in identifiable situations
a lot of readers will be able to relate to. Do you find this helps ground the
supernatural events?
MS: Totally. To us it is far more scary for your normal life
to hold the terrors. We go to school, to college, university maybe and then to
work. We both held a day job for 40 - 45 years. Young people these days rarely
do that. They will have to work longer and with far less security than we ever
had and that’s frightening. To me it is horrible that anyone has to work for
money at all. There should be a way for the world to operate where we can all
do what we love rather than enduring jobs to earn the money to live our lives.
You shouldn’t have to just live for the weekends.
I would love my daughter (and her daughter later in her life) to be able to have the freedom to do what they would like to do rather than be tied to a grind it out job.
With the stories our scares come from the characters. It is important for us for the reader to recognize the person, even if they are not very nice people. We try to describe ordinary situations but put in enough twists and uncertainties so that a gradual sense of dread and unease builds until the normal has been turned on its head.
I would love my daughter (and her daughter later in her life) to be able to have the freedom to do what they would like to do rather than be tied to a grind it out job.
With the stories our scares come from the characters. It is important for us for the reader to recognize the person, even if they are not very nice people. We try to describe ordinary situations but put in enough twists and uncertainties so that a gradual sense of dread and unease builds until the normal has been turned on its head.
SRW: What’s up next for the very prolific and interesting
duo of Maynard and Sims?
MS: We have written more stories (by invitation) since DSE
so another collection will appear possibly next year. The third Jack Callum
book (Appetite For Evil) will be finished shortly so should be out by the end
of this year. The three Bahamas books are scheduled to come out this year and
next. The sixth Department 18 novel (Tashkai Kiss) is being read. We have just
sent off a crime novella - Devil. An erotic romance novella has just come out -
First Time Arousal.
Our website has all the fun at the fair www.maynard-sims.com
Our Amazon Author page is http://www.amazon.com/Maynard-Sims/e/B005XOR8H6/ref=sr_ntt_srch_lnk_4?qid=1463093840&sr=8-4
Death’s
Sweet Echo is out in hardcover at a discount at the publishers http://shop.ticketyboopress.co.uk/index.php?id_product=81&controller=product
Prime Evil is up at https://www.amazon.com/PRIME-gripping-detective-thriller-suspense-ebook/dp/B01BDN5RZU/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1463093989&sr=8-1&keywords=maynard+sims
Prime Evil is up at https://www.amazon.com/PRIME-gripping-detective-thriller-suspense-ebook/dp/B01BDN5RZU/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1463093989&sr=8-1&keywords=maynard+sims
We’re
on Facebook https://www.facebook.com/Maynard-Sims-207499732626312/timeline/?ref=hl
and loads of other social media hangouts - we love to do
YouTube book trailers - check a few out.
We like them YouTube https://www.youtube.com/user/michaelsims
We like them YouTube https://www.youtube.com/user/michaelsims
SRW: Thanks much for visiting, Mick. If you readers enjoy
old-fashioned goose-bumps read late at night, check them out!
MS: Good man. Some lovely questions. Touching on my favorite
subject. Me. But seriously…
Friday, June 3, 2016
Confessions of a Man with a Tail
I'm not happy about being the eighth wonder of the world. Not really how I'd like to be known.
But, yeah, I am. I have a tail. It's wagging right now.
It protrudes where things shouldn't stick out. Very curious.
I saw my doctor, asked about my tail.
She said, "Yes. Wow! You do have a tail."
Huh.
Didn't exactly instill me with confidence. As soon as I left the office, I checked out all of the local carnivals, inquiring if they had a freak-show opening. "Step right up to see the incredible Dog-Boy with a tail!"
How did this happen?
I wasn't born this way. It just sorta grew.
Specialist time. Even she was stymied.
"Oh, my," she said, "you've got a lotta things going on down there."
When you freak out a butt doctor, things aren't looking well. Again, not a confidence builder.
By the time you read this, my tail will be gone. Surgery scheduled yesterday, June 2nd. I'd like to keep my tail in a jar, remember the good times we shared, wagging when we were happy. I'll miss you, old friend.
Photos to follow!
But, yeah, I am. I have a tail. It's wagging right now.
It protrudes where things shouldn't stick out. Very curious.
I saw my doctor, asked about my tail.
She said, "Yes. Wow! You do have a tail."
Huh.
Didn't exactly instill me with confidence. As soon as I left the office, I checked out all of the local carnivals, inquiring if they had a freak-show opening. "Step right up to see the incredible Dog-Boy with a tail!"
How did this happen?
I wasn't born this way. It just sorta grew.
Specialist time. Even she was stymied.
"Oh, my," she said, "you've got a lotta things going on down there."
When you freak out a butt doctor, things aren't looking well. Again, not a confidence builder.
By the time you read this, my tail will be gone. Surgery scheduled yesterday, June 2nd. I'd like to keep my tail in a jar, remember the good times we shared, wagging when we were happy. I'll miss you, old friend.
Photos to follow!
Friday, May 27, 2016
Escaping Q Island with author Russell James
Hands down one of the finest books I’ve read that’s come out
of the (late) Samhain Publishing stable is Q
Island by Russell James. Of course I
had to track Russell down and pester him.
SRW: Welcome Russell! Let’s get the boring writerly crap
outta the way first. Constantly I’m being told to watch my overuse of metaphors
and adverbs. In Q Island, you certainly don’t adhere to that rule. But you pull
it off beautifully. Your metaphors never get in the way of the story and
actually help to propel the narrative, a rare achievement. Have you ever had an
editor (or anyone) tell you to cool it?
RJ: I had a writing
coach circle a whole bunch of metaphors and ask how they fit into the story. I
didn’t have a good answer. They were just off the wall. So after that, it was
kind of a challenge to find ones that created the image I was looking for and
also stayed within the theme of the scene or fit the character’s point of view.
SRW: Give the Tornado Alley readers an idea what Q Island’s
about. But do it very melodramatically please (just because it amuses me).
RJ: A virus gets loose
on Long Island, New York that turns people into crazed killers. The government
blows the bridges and quarantines the island. Melanie Bailey has an autistic
son who gets infected, but does not get sick. In fact, his autism gets a bit
better. She realizes he may be the key to several cures, if she can get him off
the island. So she has to get him past the crazies, she has to get him past the
government soldiers, and she has to keep him out of the hands of a criminal
gang leader, who has his own ideas about what to do with a boy who might be a
cure.
SRW: Let’s talk about that bizarre first chapter. When I
started reading, I was like “What the hell? I didn’t sign on for a book told
from the viewpoint of a mastodon!” Defend yourself.
RJ: You wanted the
story from the beginning, right? The first chapter was a risk. I wanted the
reader to know the impact of the virus from the start and how it became
entombed. There’s no infected point of view scenes in the book, so all you’ll
see later is the crazies on the attack. This chapter was a chance to know how
messed up their world is. I was hesitant to keep it in, but the editor of
Samhain at the time, Don D’Auria said to keep it. The man is a horror editing
legend, so what Don said went. So it stayed.
SRW: It’s cool. In retrospect, I believe the opening chapter
helps ground the book in reality. Kinda.
Russell, the book’s very rough-going in parts. Not the
writing! It’s extremely well written. But you don’t shy away from the gore and ultra-violence. Do you intentionally try to push boundaries in your books?
RJ: Q Island is
without question the harshest horror I’ve ever written. The infected on the
rampage brought a lot of that out. There’s a scene of
cannibalism, and I worked really hard to capture the character’s simultaneous
psychological repulsion to the act juxtaposed with the overwhelming physical
craving to dive in. My wife is reading the manuscript in another room and calls
out “Okay, I’m skipping the brain eating.” And I yell back, “No! You can’t!
That’s the best scene!”
SRW: You certainly know your way around military grade guns,
weapons and artillery. Russell, are you a gun-toting, mountain-dwelling
survivalist or a heavy duty researcher?
RJ: I spent five years
in the U.S. Army as a Black Hawk helicopter pilot, so I picked up a lot of the
military stuff there.
SRW: I could tell there was a good deal of research done for
this book. Nice job. I enjoyed how we follow the paths of four very different people
until their journey dovetails in a solidly apocalyptic finale. Aiden, one of
your protagonists, is a young boy with autism. Not only did you mine his
illness to great suspenseful effect, I think you handled it with care and
sensitivity. Have you had any personal experience with anyone who suffers from
autism?
RJ: My wife is the
principal of a school for children with learning disabilities. She has many
autistic children there from all along the spectrum. Aiden’s character is at
the far end of that spectrum. My wife has lots of sad stories about how some of
the kids were treated before enrolling with her. She was the expert on Aiden. I
would ask her whether certain reactions were normal, and what accommodations
parents would have to make. That part of the story has brought me some
heartwarming fan mail from people much closer to the condition than I am, who
are so happy that the autistic child wasn’t the villain. I had one woman come
back the second day of a horror con in tears to tell me that her son was autistic,
she’d stayed up most of the night to finish the book, and Melanie’s life was
just like hers. My wife gets full credit for me nailing the character.
SRW: Melanie, Aiden’s mother, is a warrior, a fierce lioness
who’ll do anything to protect her cub. I have to say, though, I was a little
taken aback about how she was so willing to have her son studied by the
military. Surely she had to know that’d be a living hell for him.
RJ: Melanie also has
this naïve streak in her. She doesn’t realize what a total jerk her husband is,
early on she keeps thinking that society will maintain some normalcy. She loses
a lot of this as the book progresses, but in her desperation to save her son,
with escape from the island seemingly impossible, that naiveté peeks out just
one more time. Everyone needs a character flaw.
SRW: Jimmy Wade is a
particularly interesting character. Starting off as a weasel of a street hood,
he soon becomes a frightening Big Bad, a very King-like villain. Level with me,
Russell…did you have any empathy for Jimmy? Or did you hate him as much as
readers will? (I ask because oddly enough I find myself eventually empathizing
with a lot of my villains. Doesn’t say much for me.)
RJ: Someone said the
villain must be written as if he is the hero of his own story. I really focused
on that for Jimmy, how he thinks that none of the bad decisions he’s made put
him in the hole he starts the story in, just bad luck and people hating him.
Then he goes megalomaniac when finally he gets the power he thinks he’s deserved
his whole life. But nah, he’s a spittoon of a human being and I liked the
ending of the book.
SRW: Q Island is a zombie book, yet not. I think what makes
it more terrifying than your standard stalk and muncher is that the paleovirus
is all too real, a common fear these days.
Other than avoiding eating mammoth steaks, what would you advise people
to do in such a situation?
RJ: Everyone but my
friends and family should confront the infected with absolutely no weapons or
game plan. It will leave a lot more canned food and ammunition for the
important people. I’ll be living on a stolen thirty-foot sailboat with a lot of
fishing gear and spindle-mounted miniguns on the bow and stern. Please call
first before dropping by.
SRW: I'll bring mammoth steaks. Back to research, did you read up on the CDC and other
emergency plans? Your scenario smacks of reality. (And I read in your
afterword, that you don’t know anything about medical procedures and the likes.
But your research paid off).
RJ: I did some
research on CDC plans in the event of an emergency, then did some common sense
extrapolation to match the scenario. All the real medical science credit goes
to fellow author and nurse Rita Brandon, who seriously schooled me on
infectious disease, hospital protocols, and trauma injuries. She deserves major
props for keeping all that in the real world.
SRW: You don’t paint a very pretty picture of the government or humanity in general. (Of course there's Tamara and
Eddie, two very likeable, sacrificing characters but they seem to be the minority). Now, horror as a general rule, is a very cynical genre. Do you
consider yourself a cynic?
RJ: The inspiration
for this story hit after watching what happened in New Orleans when Hurricane
Katrina came ashore. People were isolated and short on supplies. Society broke
down in hours. There were stories of public bus drivers abandoning evacuation
routes to save themselves. Police opened fire without provocation. The
Superdome became a cesspool. And all this was in a situation where the water
was guaranteed to recede. I wondered what would happen if this was on a larger,
more permanent scale. Long Island fit the bill since it was just a few bridges,
a tunnel, and some ferries away from being cut off from the world. So is Q Island cynical
about the depths people might sink to in an emergency? I’m afraid it’s just
realistic.
SRW: What’s up next on your keyboard?
RJ: Well, plans went
awry after Samhain announced they were closing up shop. I had a novel under
contract for next month called The Portal, about the Devil returning to a
little island off Massachusetts to try again to open a portal between here and
Hell. So that needs a home. I also have a serial killer thriller novel finished
and a sequel to Q Island called Return to Q Island, where one man has to
smuggle himself back to the island to save his mother and sister. (The place
has gone seriously downhill since Melanie left.) So, I’m shopping all those
titles around.
I will have a new
collection of time travel stories called Forever Out of Time out on Kindle in
June. It will be joining several other short story collections that range from
horror to science fiction.
The easiest place to
see everything I’ve written is on my Amazon page here:
There’s also a
Facebook author page:
And my never-up-to-date
website:
Friday, May 20, 2016
Fat guy in a kiddie swimming pool!
I know it sounds like the title of my newest horror novel or something. But herein lies true horrors.
Every Summer, I've worked hard at putting up an inflatable 20 foot swimming pool in the backyard. Nothing's better than floating on a raft, drinking a beer during 98 degrees sweltering days. It started off as something for my daughter and her friends, but I've continued the proud tradition long after my daughter moved out.
But. Clearly I'm not taking into consideration my neighbors. I'm sure I've burned their retinas out. Who wants to see an old fat guy in a kiddie swimming pool? (Well, I kinda do, but I'm too close to the subject). Besides, I don't want them calling in "Quint" from Jaws to take care of the Great White in Kansas.
Recently, my wife said, "Maybe you're getting a little old for that."
Huh. Man.
So. To pool or not to pool, the eternal question.
Of course there's an alternative scenario. With all the rain we've been having in Kansas lately, our old house can't weather the storm. Our basement's flooded.
Adult swim! I think the mice will make excellent swimming companions.
Anyway. What say you, readers? I'm putting it out there for a vote. If you chime in with a "yay" vote, I promise to post selfies all over the intronets so you can enjoy the spectacle!
Every Summer, I've worked hard at putting up an inflatable 20 foot swimming pool in the backyard. Nothing's better than floating on a raft, drinking a beer during 98 degrees sweltering days. It started off as something for my daughter and her friends, but I've continued the proud tradition long after my daughter moved out.
But. Clearly I'm not taking into consideration my neighbors. I'm sure I've burned their retinas out. Who wants to see an old fat guy in a kiddie swimming pool? (Well, I kinda do, but I'm too close to the subject). Besides, I don't want them calling in "Quint" from Jaws to take care of the Great White in Kansas.
Recently, my wife said, "Maybe you're getting a little old for that."
Huh. Man.
So. To pool or not to pool, the eternal question.
Of course there's an alternative scenario. With all the rain we've been having in Kansas lately, our old house can't weather the storm. Our basement's flooded.
Adult swim! I think the mice will make excellent swimming companions.
Anyway. What say you, readers? I'm putting it out there for a vote. If you chime in with a "yay" vote, I promise to post selfies all over the intronets so you can enjoy the spectacle!
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