I first stumbled across Caitlín R. Kiernan in a 2005 collection of satisfyingly nasty short stories (Outsiders: 22 All-New Stories From the Edge, now out of print), and she keeps cropping up in different collections – most recently in one I reviewed in 2017. This year Tachyon Publications has released a book collecting Kiernan’s best
“Be careful,” she says and smiles again. “You’re starting to taste like regret.” “And how does regret taste? I imagine it’s bitter.” She shakes her head. “Then you’re mistaken. It’s not bitter. Regret tastes like dead roses and stale bread. Regret tastes like dust.” I’ll admit it; I’ve been in kind of a rotten mood
Say what you will about H.P. Lovecraft – his elaborate Victorian prose, his cringeworthy racial biases – the man created a sandbox that horror writers love to play in. I’ve reviewed one story by Lovecraft in this column; compare that to, what, three separate posts about Lovecraft-inspired stories? Maybe four? There’s something irresistible about a modern take on the Cthulhu mythos, with
A new evil haunts the sun-scorched back roads and ghost towns of the American South—murderous twins who command a legion of ghouls. Once again, Dancy Flammarion must face down demons: both those who walk the world unchallenged and those in her own shattered mind. Click the jump for preview pages and a review of Alabaster:
A lot of people think the “Vampire Bubble” may have burst (Vampire Diaries seems to be gearing up for its final season, True Blood is already gone, Jonathan Rhys Meyers’ Dracula never got off the ground) and that zombies have taken their place in that part of geek culture that wants to be scared by