In honor of indie horror’s best friend, Brad Tierney, we offer this humble tribute of horror-trash-slasher-pron-filth-dripping, wanna touch yourself but know you shouldn’t but do it anyway, degrading, somehow feel-good, I can’t take it anymore but can’t stop reading, it’s turning purple, chest-pounding, lung-splitting, I’m crying . . . Ohh, muh back . . . Muh back . . . Good old-fashioned down-home-crazy, collection of lurid tales.
Featuring: Regina Watts, Daniel J. Volpe, Kevin Sweeney, B.J. Swann, The Professor, McHardy & Hawker, Zoltán Komor, Ryder Kinlay, Patrick C. Harrison III, M. Ennenbach, River Dixon, Peter Caffrey, Elizabeth Bedlam
They call him the Radiator Boy because he was raised by a steel-plate radiator. The product of a cruel father and indifferent mother, the boy is finally set free after many years of torture. Eager to see the world, he embarks on an adventure of self-discovery, determined to find the fabled “Christmas” he’s heard so much about.
Soon, he discovers the world is just as cruel and indifferent as the home he grew up in. Under the manipulative spell of the krampus ministers, the Radiator Boy finds himself embroiled in one destructive scandal after another until finally being elevated from his position as Prime Minister to that of a messiah—the ConvectorChrist.
Often misguided, but of pure heart, it’s up to the Radiator Boy to bring the warmth back to his people and restore hope in a world that’s been lost to a dark, eternal winter.
If you ever feel like looking
You can find me scattered
Across the plains, twisting
In the valleys, longing
Within the groves, endless
Pieces, here and there
Some settled, others still
Tumbling along, rambling
On the breeze, waiting for
The warmth of sunshine
To bear down upon me
Until the winter takes hold
Again, and buries me
In its cold embrace, left
To wait once more
For the sun, and maybe
The sound of your footsteps
As you, come looking
Christina is overweight and unhappy. Searching for momentary relief from the painful monotony of her existence, she finds herself browsing the wares at the local sex shop. It’s here that Christina happens upon the company of Terry, the spirit of a vicious serial killer trapped inside a giant purple dildo.
In exchange for naughty favors, Christina agrees to keep Terry supplied with fresh victims. Fueled by her insatiable lust, the two embark on a wild murder spree that quickly spirals out of control, culminating into a final, jaw-dropping climax revealing the true intention behind Terry’s selfish bloodlust.
Neil doesn’t have much going for him. Still living in his mother’s basement, spending all of his free time eating fried chicken, watching horror movies, and working a dead-end job wiping ass at the One Oak nursing home. That is until he receives a demonic gift from an ailing serial killer that transforms him into a monstrous, tentacle-armed behemoth.
With his newfound abilities, Neil embarks on a killing spree with the intention of becoming the most notorious serial killer of all time. Maybe then, he will win the heart of his work colleague, Lindsay. But Lindsay has some secrets of her own and may prove not to be the sweet, delicate girl he thinks she is.
This book contains graphic content and adult language. It may disturb some readers and should only be read by seasoned readers of extreme sexual horror and violence.
What do you get when you take eight of the most prolific voices on the indie horror scene and barricade them in a cellar for one hundred and seventy-three days with little food or water but unlimited paper and three pens each?
Well, you get a lot of things, let me tell you. Most importantly, once you look beyond the gnawed fingertips, broken ankles, and buckets of feces, you find a collection of stories that in all its depraved glory promises to slowly peel away the almost-healed scabs of what you believed was finally an escape from the revulsion that greets you each morning with open arms. I have looked deep into the corners of what they have to offer, and it is truly disturbing, to say the least.
Now free, Beauregard, Bedlam, Dixon, Ennenbach, Havok, McHardy, Volpe, and Watts invite you to walk with them through levels of psychological terror and extreme horror, ending in a slow waltz with the macabre and bizarre, as they watch from a safe distance, arguing about what is the most efficient way to remove the brain stem from a partially decomposed Appalachian Freemason.
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The poems in this collection are reflections and stories of both the beauty and heartache of life and death, family, friendships, and this world in which we live. Honest and vulnerable, the author offers an outstretched hand, a waiting embrace for all the wavering souls in our world. The verses contained throughout afford the opportunity for connection and understanding as the reader reflects on their own stories and experiences, relating the commonality we all share in the forging of a life within this time we have been given.
Spanning various genres and themes—science fiction, fantasy, myth, flash, time travel—these lyrical and tender stories push past easy assumptions about what it means to live a good life. They take readers on a journey from long before birth to youth, adulthood, old age, and whatever comes next.