ALL HALLOW’S EVE BOOKS

With Halloween literally just around the corner, what better time than now to shine a light on a few of my books which somewhat fit the bill.

Personally, I haven’t ever written a book that solely revolves around the notion, nor have I focused any of my collections around the theme, but I do have a sprinkling of stories throughout my work that suit, and when it comes to novels, my latest release, Ghoul Night, is the closest I’ve come with that.

As I’ve mentioned in previous posts and the like, Ghoul Night is not a Halloween story per se, but the original onset of events leading to the besieged city of Empyrium being cursed with visitations by monstrous entities kicked off on one All Hallow’s Eve way back in the mists of time.

Consequently, this became an annual event where the metropolis was more susceptible to being invaded by Ghouls on this particular night, but as things progressed one yearly visit wasn’t enough to sate these otherworldly monsters, and eventually the city has to contend with this shit escalating on a monthly basis.

Nonetheless, in maintaining the initial Halloween theme, many of the bestial freaks materialize as if they’re in bastardised versions of costumes, albeit with these apparent masks and so forth forming part of their bodies, not as any sort of attire. Regardless of the evening they’re descending upon the city, they still maintain their monstrous ties to the event that initially allowed them to arrive and run rampant.

In any case, if you’re seeking any book of mine that features anything of All Hallow’s Eve prominence, then Ghoul Night is definitely your best bet, or rather a great place to start.

Elsewhere, you can investigate the entire Extremes series. Not all of them contain tales that completely fit the bill per se, bar More Extremes where the book’s concluding story Seven features events that occur on Halloween. However, each of the books are comprised of stories that could quite adequately serve as horrifying Halloween fodder. Just for the hell of it I will mention a story from each book that could work well.

Extremes. The original book of the series has a couple of tales that could work including freakish gatherings, a masked child killer, an establishment featuring themed costume nights for the staff (though these latter couple of pieces are actually based around other holidays, namely Easter and Christmas) and so forth, but for me the best representation of anything Halloween related would be none other than Under a Clown Moon.

What could be better than a bizarre multicoloured moon that comes out on a random night and brings about a fuckload of murderous clowns determined to wreak havoc on the town and cause splattery mayhem.

More Extremes. There are cannibals, demons, swamp-dwelling entities, vicious human monsters and so forth in here, but as I’ve already mentioned, Seven is the pick for this one. This one revolves around a young girl on Halloween seeking to escape an abusive uncle, coming across a mysterious woman who dwells in a house she’s been advised to stay well away from. Most folk in town avoid this place, but not this young wandering girl. There’s a row of seven pumpkins here, and there’s more to them, and the mysterious woman, than meets the eye.

Greater Extremes. There’s not really anything specific in this one relating to Halloween, but there’s plenty of werewolf/vampire/zombie stuff going on, as well as some pretty flawed fucking people, but it’s a tossup between a couple of the tales that verge on novella length that I’d suggest over some of those. They would be Diabolical and The Haunt. Both of these revolve around some pretty abhorrent people, the train of stupid decisions they make and the resultant chaos and monstrous events that unfold as a consequence of said decisions.

Extremes: Couples. Once again, this book doesn’t feature anything centred around Halloween, but there are a couple of tales which could work for a suitably grotesque read for the occasion. There are subterranean creatures aplenty, folks with cannibalistic tendencies, masked souls, some spooky kids with a love for all things grisly and gruesome, hosts of horrible people and brutality galore, but I’m going to go with Lurker.

Not only is this one of my own personal favourite tales of this collection, but thematically it comes closest to what we’re discussing in this post. This tale is focused around a little girl who loves being told bedtime stories by her dad, preferably of the more macabre variety, and not just ones from a book. They must be completely made up on the spur of the moment. While the story dreamed up by the father has the desired effect to thrill the daughter, it also has some unforeseen circumstances unfolding. There are masks in here too, though they serve as side props more than anything, but you’ll see where they find their place in the tale.

None of these stories I’ve picked are for the faint of heart, but hell, you’d have already known that by the title of the series. This is Extremes after all. Be prepared to get some blood splattered on you.

In addition to these books and stories, you might find the likes of the other books I’ve released this year to be applicable. There’s full length novel Corpse Collector which should be suitably bloodsoaked and grisly. For a different collective of souls who find themselves thrown together out in the wilderness this is going to be an exercise in brutality and depravity, where not all of them are going to survive the night. Something terrible and inexorable dwells out in this stretch of thick woodland and this is his domain.

Novella The Craze is something else to consider. When a bunch of teenage friends venture out to check out the new film featuring their favourite action hero, they didn’t quite anticipate any other event topping that one. Unfortunately, the event that will is not one of the pleasant variety.

It’s one that is going to morph many of the city’s population into violent, degenerate freaks intent on bloodshed and bloody destruction, and when these hapless kids aren’t running for their lives, they’re going to be fighting for their lives.

Finally, you can check out one of my earlier collections for a genuine Halloween based tale. This would be perhaps my tamest set of stories compiled so far, Disquiet: An Assemblage of the Unnerving., but at least it does contain the bona fide All Hallow’s story Creepy Green Light.

Alternatively, if you’re feeling lazy and don’t want to read this one, you can swing around here to have it narrated to you by the incomparable Drew Blood.

The lives of these three individuals are going to collide in a way none of them could have ever imagined.

All three of them, miles from home, are going to find themselves stranded out in the hostile wilderness, where something very wrong is going on.

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This apparent harmless detour is going to engulf them in a nightmarish tempest that none of them could have foreseen.

This is no concert, no art show, no festival. This is the Craze.

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One fateful All Hallow’s Eve, something terrible came to the city of Empyrium.

Then it came again the following year.

Now, it comes to visit on a monthly basis.

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Essentially, any of my books would be suitable if you’re looking for something horrific for the season, but those I’ve mentioned above are probably the best bets if you want something that comes close to the mark in terms of theme.

So on that note, I will depart, but I will leave you with something else. Obviously, this isn’t going to be emerging from the shadows for this year’s Halloween, but rest assured it will be coming forth next year. Be afraid.

GHOUL NIGHT PLAYLIST

You had to know it would be coming sooner or later, so here it is, the recommended playlist to accompany Ghoul Night. I know with some books I’m onto a playlist right away, while others, notably Plebs etc. haven’t even got one yet, and maybe never will.

In actuality, I had the playlist for Ghoul Night already created and ready to post before the book itself came out, and then next minute the book was out. In addition to being the quickest book I’ve ever managed to write; it was also the quickest to be published. I was expecting a longer wait for it to be approved and whatnot, but that wasn’t the case.

Anyway, on to the playlist.

For a work entitled Ghoul Night, dealing with monstrous entities, having a dalliance with All Hallow’s Eve and being loaded up with brutality, bloodshed, explicit stuff, ultraviolence, you name it, the temptation to barrel down the tried and true, well-worn path of extreme metal as suitable soundtrack was great, but this time around I’ve steered away from the metal genre.

In fact, not only does this style comprise the whole of the Ghoul Night soundtrack, but it’s pretty much what I’ve been largely listening to for quite some time, and as much as old school brutal death metal, or horrorcore rap, or even horrorpunk, might fit the bill, what I’ve gone with here is actually what I consider the best representation of the occurrences in the book. And that would be a potent blend of industrial, aggrotech, hellektro, EBM, dark electro and so forth.

For the most part, the pace of what happens in Ghoul Night is hectic, frenetic, panicked, frenzied, violent in terms of activity and the speed the characters have to react to the constant bombardment of horror coming at them.

Therefore, aggrotech and the like match the mood perfectly. If you’re not familiar with the style of music, go and check it out. You’ll see what I mean by it matching the mood and tone of the novel, maybe more so in some scenes than others, but you’ll definitely get the gist.

In fact, some scenes were written with various songs from this playlist in mind as a background to the chaos unfolding, while one in particular inspired a whole scene. I won’t let you know which one that is, but rather, you can discover which one it is for yourself. Drop me a line and let me know if you think you know the one.

In the interests of being fair and shining a light on some other bands and artists rather than filling up the whole list with my own favourites from the genres, I’ve kept it to one song per artist. There are numerous examples where I could have had way more than one track, because their work as a whole is an excellent representation of the moods I was looking to capture in the book, but ultimately, each just gets one song here so others that might not get a mention elsewhere can slot in too.

Unlike some of my other playlists this one doesn’t follow any perfect linear structure, though it roughly meshes with the events as they unfold. Some songs fit precisely where they should, others are a little interchangeable. And of course, as I said, there are plenty of other examples of the work of these various acts which belong as well, so if you know them, listen to them as well.

But enough of that…

Here’s the recommended playlist for Ghoul Night. No rock. No metal. Mind you, when it comes to being genres that aren’t metal, and yet in some ways still are, the genres the following songs belong to are about as close as you can get.

Check it out.

GHOUL NIGHT PLAYLIST

Pitch Black-Project Pitchfork

Eight Thousand Square Feet-Eden Synthetic Corps

Devil’s Night-God Module

Under the Silence-Dulce Liquido

Dusk til Dawn-Gothminister

Rejector-ZIGPHIA

Ready to Die-Alien Vampires

Perverse Party-Amduscia

Sick Fuck-Unter Null

Bloody Club-Dolls of Pain

Awaken the Ghost-Tactical Sekt

The Collapse-Flesh Field

Warhead-Phosgore

Dominator-Centhron

T.W.E.P-Derma-Tek

Damaged-Hocico

Wrecked-C-Lekktor

Spilling Blood-Necessary Response

Aggressive Behaviour-aktivehate

Built For War-Nitro/Noise

Riot Rebellion-Binary Division

Psychological Attack-Noisuf-X

Gasoline and Fire-X-RX

My Darling Bullet-Freakangel

Save Me From Myself-Larva

Lunatic-Miss Construction

Execution of Your Mind-Reaper

Hot Like Carrie-Extize

To Paradise-Agonoize

Not the World I Remember-FGFC820

Blood is going to flow, screams are going to ring out, death, depravity, torture and torment are going to rule the streets, and the shadows are going to disgorge an unimaginable horrorshow.

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GHOUL NIGHT

If you’ve been playing along at home or caught any of my recent posts around the place then you’ll probably be aware, I have a new book out. If you’re not yet aware, well, here you go. I have a new book out.

Just when I thought Corpse Collector was the quickest book I’ve ever written (which ended up clocking in around 85k in total-I know, short for me), I then proceeded to write a new book, finishing up at 120k in three months.

That book, of course, is Ghoul Night.

This one came about pretty randomly, unplanned, unexpected.

The original notion after finishing Corpse Collector was to write something to have out around Halloween, or sometime beforehand. What it was going to be wasn’t set in stone, either a novella, maybe just a standalone story, it didn’t really matter; the overall plan was to get something out in October.

I was working on an assortment of other things at the time-still am-and in the midst of that, I just started working on Ghoul Night. The other shit slid onto the backburner, and Ghoul Night took on a life of its own and commanded attention until it was done. In three months.

It isn’t strictly a Halloween story, per se, though the phenomenon which occurs throughout, was instigated on All Hallow’s Eve back in the mists of time, so there’s that. There are also plenty of references to All Hallow’s Eve, getting around in costumes, why Halloween made things easy for Ghouls and so forth, alongside a host of nasty motherfuckers who use the whole All Hallow’s Eve concept as a vehicle to carry out their depraved, ultraviolent agendas. So, yeah, at the end of the day, it does classify as a Halloween tale, I suppose, albeit not quite your average. Nor does it occur on Halloween.

The original Ghoul Night, as the hapless cityfolk discovered, kicked off on that lofty evening, but the events transpiring in this book are not set on said night.

In any case, it’s a pretty simple premise. Two stranded fellows with a broken-down piece of shit car find themselves a lift pretty easily, but this suspicious, mysterious guy isn’t such a good benefactor at all. rather than take them anywhere of use he dumps them out in the middle of nowhere, not too far advanced from where he picked them up in the first place. He advises the men there is a city just on up the road, but they’d be well advised to avoid it like the plague.

Naturally, they don’t. They carry on to the lovely city of Empyrium with its warning signs everywhere, remarkably unwelcoming denizens, people shutting up shop and rushing home well before sundown, and then surprise, surprise, chaos, pandemonium and bloodshed unfolds.

These two hapless souls have chosen to wander into this place on Ghoul Night. Let the festivities commence.

If you’re somewhat versed in what I write, then as per usual, you might have an inkling as to what you’re in for. Then again, maybe not. In any case, rest assured the pace is hectic, the body count is large, the blood splatter is extensive, the depravity is high. These Ghouls aren’t your ordinary cemetery-dwelling, dead-flesh devouring entities; they’re all together something different.

Anyway, enough gibbering.

Ghoul Night is out now on Kindle, just in time for –or perhaps well in advance of -Halloween. Paperback version will be coming along shortly. Swing around and check it out.

One fateful All Hallow’s Eve, something terrible came to the city of Empyrium.

Then it came again the following year.

Now, it comes to visit on a monthly basis.

Most of the time, Empyrium is a city like any other. But not tonight.

Stranded motorists, Ryan and Roman, dumped outside the city by an apprehensive soul with a deathly fear of entering the city limits and advising the men to likewise avoid the place, are just about to discover how unlike every other city this one is.

Full of wary, fearful denizens, plastered with alarming warning signs and graffiti, businesses closing up shop before the sun has even set, Empyrium may be the most unwelcoming place these two have ever encountered.

Now, they’re about to find out why.

Tonight, in a place no longer referred to by its given name, but instead by the moniker Ghoulhell, Ryan and Roman will discover that nightmares do come true.

Blood is going to flow, screams are going to ring out, death, depravity, torture and torment are going to rule the streets, and the shadows are going to disgorge an unimaginable horrorshow.

All those unfortunate enough not to find sanctuary before the sun goes down, are going to find out what the night brings.

Tonight, is Ghoul Night.

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NOW AVAILABLE IN PAPERBACK

Nothing fancy here today, no big spiels or random gibberish, just the announcement that three of my books are now available in paperback.

First, the longest time between kindle and paperback releases, goes to Greater Extremes. It’s been a few years since that one first surfaced, and I’ve finally gotten around to getting the paperback edition up and running and available. Both Extremes and More Extremes were previously available, though there’s a size discrepancy there so More Extremes might have to go back to the drawing board in order to have it match the rest of the series. Which is probably an easier fix than trying to bring all the others down to the same size More Extremes is. Granted 5 x 8 is a better looking size than 6 x 9, but it bulks up the width of the book a lot if it’s pretty sizeable, but anyway…

Greater Extremes is finally here in paperback.

From the dark, unhinged recesses of Jim Goforth’s mind, emerges another gruesome collective of stories delving into extreme realms. The world is full of monstrous people, monstrous things, monstrous deeds. What happens when you become involved, hopelessly ensnared in a nightmare world from which there is no escape? What happens when a lifetime of bad decisions comes back to haunt you? What happens when you are pushed into the darkest of corners, when the world you thought you knew becomes something else? Something horrifying, something ugly? The latest volume in the Extremes series assembles more horror tales that wallow in filth and fear, in perversion and pain, monstrosity and mayhem. All manner of things can drive a person to extremes. And beyond. You can go to Extremes; you can even go to More Extremes. Now and then, Greater Extremes are called for.

Also receiving a paperback release on the same day is the book proving to be most popular of the entire Extremes series thus far. That is the fourth in the series, the one straying somewhat from the original template set out by the first trio of books. Extremes the original is still the most widely read and sold, but as I’ve mentioned before it’s had quite a few years head start on this latest one. I suspect this book I’m referring to right now is going to eventually overtake Extremes as my biggest seller and most widely read.

That book would be Extremes: Couples, which is essentially the first of a new trio of Extremes books. The next couple, if you’ve been paying attention to previous posts on this oft-neglected site, will be Extremes: No Safety in Numbers (dealing with horror stories of groups of people) and Extremes: Lone Wolves (tales that revolve around solo protagonists/antagonists, or with single characters driving the story).

In any case, Extremes: Couples. Now available in paperback. Go check it out if you’re hankering for a physical copy.

Coming forth from the shadows is another deranged instalment of the Extremes series, chasing after those that beat a bloody path before it.
This time around it is Couples being driven to all manner of Extremes to contend with a horror show of nightmare situations and circumstances.
Genuine couples, prospective couples, happy couples, unhappy couples. Would-be couples, never will be couples, friends, unusual duos. Good pairings, bad pairings.
All of them are about to be propelled into dark places and horrifying scenarios where calling upon extreme behaviour is the only answer, and even that is no guarantee of survival.
The newest addition to the escalating Extremes universe throws myriad couples into worlds of horror where darkness dwells, pain reigns supreme, and all hope goes to die.
These are tales of bloodshed and brutality, depravity and dread, terror and twisted souls.
After all, what’s better than forcing one character to go to Extremes? Taking Couples and making them go to Extremes together.

Finally, the last of the three books to make the jump to paperback is my latest release, Corpse Collector.

This one only came out in June on Kindle, so it’s enjoyed the shortest time frame between Kindle and paperback release formats, as it is now available in paperback.

Go and check it out too.

Party girl Anna is out for a good time, drinking and dancing with her friends. She doesn’t have a care in the world.
And she’s just about to make the worst decision of her entire life.

Rock musician Dwayne has just played another frustrating gig to a less than full house of folks who couldn’t care at all about live music. Now he’s driving out on the highway, looking to find a room for the night and catch some sleep.

Teenager Glenn is en route home after a school excursion. There’s been trouble with the bus all day, so this bunch of school kids and their teachers are travelling lonely roads late at night. There’s about to be even more trouble for the bus, and all its occupants.

The lives of these three individuals are going to collide in a way none of them could have ever imagined.
All three of them, miles from home, are going to find themselves stranded out in the hostile wilderness, where something very wrong is going on.

This domain isn’t just a tangled maze of dark woods and rough country where one could wander around lost for days. It’s not uninhabited out here.

Aside from the mistrusting, secretive, reserved folks who choose to dwell out in these parts, this land belongs to something else.

Something terrible, something relentless. Something with an insatiable appetite for violence and a deadly thirst for bloodshed.

For those who don’t belong out here, and even for those who do, nightmares are going to come true.

THE EXTREMES PHENOMENON

I did this with the Rejected For Content series once, and I’ve been meaning to do likewise with another book series that has become synonymous with me for ages, so what better time than now?

Sometimes one will write a book that dips below the surface without a ripple, and other times things will just take off in unexpected ways. I know; I’ve had experiences in both. Plebs, which for the longest time was the book most folks with any knowledge of my work associated with me, took off relatively well, which was pretty cool for my debut novel (not the first book I ever wrote, as I’ve mentioned once or twice before-just my first published one), and there were others after that which did all right, at least in niche areas.

Then there were several that few but a hardcore diehard fan would even be aware of. I suppose there were an assortment of circumstances or confusing situations around those particular books that meant they didn’t really reach a solid enough audience (Carnival of Chaos and Festival of the Flesh spring to mind when referencing this. Because they were books that formed part of a larger project revolving around letters of the alphabet there was a little confusion there that muddied the waters somewhat. These are books I loved writing, but unfortunately, due to the fairly vague, random nature of the project they were part of, they didn’t have a wide readership. A little bit of trivia here-Carnival/Festival which are both two halves of the same story, I started writing around the same time I started writing Plebs.

Anyway, I’m getting completely off course here.

Rejected For Content was one of those projects that just exploded, hitting the right target audience at just the right time. It was a notion that appealed to readers of the more extreme variety of horror, and touches such as including actual (or for the most part, completely made-up) rejection letters with the various stories was a novelty that assisted in the series being as successful as it was.

Other projects I’ve been involved in, had a hand in or created myself never really had the same impact or garnered the same attention until I actually took steps away from the traditionally published route and ventured into self-publishing.

Originally, my foray into self-publishing was an experiment, just a bit of fun to see how things went in that regard, and then it became a whole lot more.

It was fun, just a bit of dabbling around, seeing how the whole process worked, and while the couple of releases I had weren’t exactly setting the world on fire, they weren’t really intended to. It wasn’t until my third foray that I came up with what would go on to become my most successful creation to date, the books that remain my most widely read of all to this day.

Extremes.

What is Extremes, you might ask, if you’re in no way familiar with my work? If you’re here reading this now, then it’s probably safe to assume that you are in some way, knowledgeable of what sort of material I write, but just on the off-chance you aren’t, I’ll throw out an explanation.

Like the book which came before it (Disquiet-An Assemblage of the Unnerving) Extremes was a collection of some of my short stories, but where it differed from the previous collection was the fact it was comprised of more of my extreme horror tales. This meant it was more specifically aimed at an audience with a bloodthirsty preference for all things dark and demented, the more splatterpunk oriented end of the spectrum.

Folks who’d already delved into my novels and so forth, especially the likes of Plebs and Undead Fleshcrave, wouldn’t have been surprised at all by the content, in fact most readers who’ve encountered my stories shouldn’t have been, given Extremes in it’s entirety was comprised of reprints. All it was really intended to be was a collection of tales that dwelled in the far more extreme end of the horror field, all drawn originally from older publications.

Unlike the prior couple of books Extremes took off like none of my other works have, which was on one hand a bit surprising to me, since, as stated, none of the stories contained within were new ones at all. Anybody who followed my work or has read anthologies I’ve appeared in would have come across them before, but apparently that didn’t matter. On the other hand, it wasn’t overly astonishing, and I guess I attribute the success of Extremes to a couple of things.

One, like Rejected For Content, it dropped at just the perfect time. Extreme horror has always been a thing, but for a while there it was the dark, murky depths of the genre, the place where a lot feared to tread, the taboo, the unmentionable, the sordid and unpleasant, and while I suppose that hasn’t changed a whole bunch, what has changed is now it’s almost a mainstream thing. Fans of horror are always seeking out scarier things, darker places, more extreme subject matter, more ways to be horrified, more envelope pushing. Essentially that’s what happens when one becomes desensitized, or is so used to reading gruesome tomes that it really takes something different to shock a reader or yank them out of the comfort zone they’ve become accustomed to, so those who were starting to venture into extreme horror were able to capitalise on that.

That wasn’t essentially my plan, shit, I just put together a collection of my more extreme horror stories to cater for those who dug that sort of bloodsoaked inkslinging, but it definitely seemed to appeal to folks.

Secondly, the simple title, and I guess, the equally simple cover, were enough to draw people in. Extremes, in blood red text, underneath which a big-bladed knife swung threateningly at the reader, stated exactly what this book was all about. There was nothing subtle about it whatsoever, no indication that this was going to be anything other than what was quite clearly displayed. It was straightforward, deliberate, blunt force trauma, pure and simple. This was Extremes. Extreme horror designed to horrify, bloody tales, no feel good moments here.

What lengths would you go to in order to achieve what you want in life? To fit in and be accepted, to escape a dangerous situation, to attain success, or to attain freedom?
When faced with extraordinary circumstances of horrifying proportions what actions are you going to take?
When it comes to all of the above, and more, there are no limits to what people will do. Desperate individuals will resort to desperate measures.
Assembled together for the very first time are several of Jim Goforth’s most extreme horror stories to date, though not merely extreme in terms of content and themes. These tales delve into the great pains taken when souls are confronted with situations that require a severe response, plumbing the depths of depravity, perversion, brutality, horror, and fear.
Horrific events can unfold when people are prepared, or forced, to go to extremes.

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After Extremes landed and had the impact it did, it was a no brainer to follow it up, so More Extremes came along at the tail end of the same year Extremes first surfaced. Again, this opus was mostly comprised of reprinted tales, albeit ones that weren’t quite as widely read as those that appeared in Extremes would have been. Among them were several brand new stories, and with the exception of one of those, the previously unpublished tales were among my favourite of the bunch. There was never intended to be any kind of theme for the Extremes series (which, at two books at this stage could barely be considered as such), but looking over the tales making up this one, I realised it was pretty rock n roll oriented, or more appropriately, heavy metal infused. Therefore where Extremes tended to focus on subjects revolving around human monsters, More Extremes became something of a metal horror creation. This worked well on several levels, not the least being the fact it was one of the few books I actually chose to dedicate to somebody.

Bar my family, and a host of folks I mentioned in acknowledgements in Undead Fleshcrave: The Zombie Trigger, I haven’t really done much in the way of dedications for many of my books, but More Extremes was a different story. This one I dedicated to my late friend, Frank ‘Killjoy’ Pucci, who passed away in March 2018. For those unfamiliar with Killjoy, he was a massive horror fanatic, also a massive metalhead of course, being the vocalist of death metal royalty Necrophagia, among other projects. We used to joke around about cannibal themed BBQs and so forth, so while there’s loads of metal-infused stories in More Extremes, there’s also a tale focused on cannibals, so it was only fitting the whole ensemble was dedicated to Killjoy. I imagine he would have gotten a kick out of not just that, but the subject matter and the undercurrent of metal running through several of the works.

Coverwise, I didn’t stray far from the theme generated on the first book. A bladed weapon, simple, but ominous red text, keeping things basic and blunt. While some of the stories might have contained a fraction more subtlety to their content or what it was that made them extreme, rather than just shovelling up guts and gore for the sake of it, the cover was a pretty simple mission statement. This was a book following in the bloody footsteps of its predecessor, and everything about its external appearance suggested that. More Extremes.

Surprisingly, even with the presence of new stories, More Extremes didn’t quite scale the heights of Extremes, but it continues to move to this day, especially each time a new installment in the series surfaces. Extremes itself continued to outsell and be more widely read than any of my other works, including all of my traditionally published books, sometimes doing even better than all of them combined, which says a lot. While I’m happy I started my publishing expedition through traditionally published presses, and I wouldn’t change anything about how that whole process went, I do often wish I’d elected to venture into dabbling with some self-publishing much earlier than I did.

Following in the bloody footsteps of Extremes, comes a new collection of horror tales, plunging headlong into worlds where fear, bloodshed, violence, vengeance, depravity, and death rule all else. What will you do when monstrous things are happening all around you, when desperation drives you? When the extraordinary becomes your ordinary, when terror stalks you around every corner? What will you do to get what you want? What will you do to escape? What happens when you discover that not everything is as it appears to be? Gathered here are another selection of Jim Goforth’s more extreme horror stories, some of which are brand new, crawling out of the darkness in the company of others, to share blood-splattered pages for the first time. Sometimes, people are pushed to their absolute limits, made to go to extremes. Sometimes it’s not enough. Sometimes, they have to go to more extremes.

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Naturally, it was inevitable another Extremes book would surface given how well received the first two were. There was around a years gap between More Extremes and the next installment, as there was something of a lull in writing output and releases, but it finally emerged. Another reason for it not being able to come to fruition sooner was due to the fact that unlike the prior books which contained numerous reprints, this particular one only had a couple of previously published tales. The greater portion of the stories were brand new, and most of them were quite long, a couple could have actually been released as standalone novellas such was the length of them. It also contained stories which were intended to be either bridging stories between other novels of mine, or pieces that connected to prospective sequels. As I mention in the introduction to the book I speak of, Greater Extremes, I won’t point out exactly which stories they are and which books they tie into-that’s up to the reader to discover for themselves-but suffice to say, at some stage down the track, I’ve no idea when, the novels they are linked to will happen. As always I have too many projects on the go at any given time, and get hit with too many random ideas for new twisted entities I’d like to play with to be able to write them all at once. I’m currently juggling no less than four separate projects and not one of them are related to anything else I’ve written previously.

In getting back to the subject at hand, Greater Extremes followed the same template as those that came before it. It was comprised of eight tales-with, as referred to, several being borderline novella length-of the more extreme variety, and it stuck to the same cover theme as Extremes and More Extremes. A wicked blade, a murky blue green colour scheme and the same bold blood red text to signify exactly what one was in for. No smoke and mirrors, just a straightforward cover that’s about as subtle as a sledgehammer to the face. The three books in the Extremes series were all obviously connected in appearance alone, though there is nothing connecting any of the stories within them. Each of those tales are standalone entities, unified only by extreme horror content. There are of course those tenuous connections, as in the human monster focus in Extremes, the undercurrent of heavy metal in the second, but other than that none of these stories relate to one another. Nor were they ever meant to. The whole concept in the beginning was to compile a series of my more extreme tales, with one book ever really planned, so considering they were all different types of stories either written for specific anthologies, projects or what-have-you, it was fair enough to assume they’d be wildly unconnected.

As I mentioned, there wasn’t ever intentionally any theme set out for the books, but they just naturally fell the way they did, with the whole human depravity, then musically influenced pieces, and as I put together Greater Extremes I noticed it too had an unintentional connecting theme, albeit a loose one. Greater Extremes became the supernatural one of the trio. Where human fiends ran riot in Extremes and heavy music underpinned much of More Extremes, the stories contained within Greater Extremes delved deeper into elements that were much more supernatural in content. Again, I maintain that wasn’t a deliberate plan, but that’s just the way the cards fell, so I’m happy to run with that.

Once again, Extremes remained the most popular of the lot, and still is, but Greater Extremes continues to do pretty solidly, and of course, each consecutive release in the series regenerates interest in the older ones, so things run in cycles. Any time a new Extremes book crawls up out of the filth and mire to drag bloodied claws along the faces of horror fanatics, then intrigue is renewed in the others. Always a win win situation.

From the dark, unhinged recesses of Jim Goforth’s mind, emerges another gruesome collective of stories delving into extreme realms. The world is full of monstrous people, monstrous things, monstrous deeds. What happens when you become involved, hopelessly ensnared in a nightmare world from which there is no escape? What happens when a lifetime of bad decisions comes back to haunt you? What happens when you are pushed into the darkest of corners, when the world you thought you knew becomes something else? Something horrifying, something ugly? The latest volume in the Extremes series assembles more horror tales that wallow in filth and fear, in perversion and pain, monstrosity and mayhem. All manner of things can drive a person to extremes. And beyond. You can go to Extremes; you can even go to More Extremes. Now and then, Greater Extremes are called for.

https://smarturl.it/greaterextremes

Now, we get to what is my favourite of the entire series thus far. The latest installment, Extremes: Couples.

Arriving a couple of years after Greater Extremes lurched out of the shadows, Extremes: Couples marked something of a shift in the whole premise. Rather than being ambiguous in terms of overall theme, this one was created with a clearly defined one. That again, like the others, wasn’t deliberate from the word go, but as I worked on several stories simultaneously, along with the ones I already had written and intended to use, I noticed they focused on one thing. There were pairs of lead characters, couples, duos, and in some instances, myriad sets of twosomes appearing throughout. These weren’t all romantic couples, or married folks or your typical pair of love interests; the Couples itself refers to a vast assortment of pairs. Friends, prospective couples, wannabe couples, partners, you name it, the tales contained in the book featured a number of twosomes, hence the decision to run with that title rather than carry on the tradition started with the first three books.

There was the consideration of going with something like Even More Extremes, and then perhaps Even Greater Extremes, but ultimately I decided against that. If those books do happen to come to fruition with those particular titles then so be it, but for now, I elected to go in a different direction.

If the first three books constitute a trilogy, albeit one with no intersecting stories or connected pieces, just a series unified by cover design and interior layout, then Extremes: Couples marks the first of a new trilogy. In fact, there are already plans set in motion for the next two books with covers (that may or may not be the actual cover designs I run with) and titles already created. Since I went with Couples for this book, the next books revolve around firstly, solo characters driving the stories (Extremes: Lone Wolves) and groups of characters getting themselves embroiled in some dangerous shit (Extremes: No Safety in Numbers).

The content of the stories is not markedly different in terms of extremity; this is Extremes after all, so why tinker with what works. Extreme horror is what lurks at the dark, demented heart of the series, so rest assured that isn’t going to change. Wouldn’t be fucking Extremes if it did, would it?

Where Couples does alter template from the original trilogy is both in terms of cover and the number of pieces included. While the font and colour of the title doesn’t change at all, it shifts away from the somber grey/green/blue colour schemes that dominated the first three books in favour of a smoky woodland background. Gone too are the similar styled knives that appeared on Extremes, More Extremes, and Greater Extremes to mark the shift into a new era. Granted it’s not a major shift; hell there’s still a big fucking bladed weapon there on the front, but this time it’s a bloody axe. Mind you, the other two books planned for this next trilogy set, are not going to be that similar in terms of colour at all. If anybody has seen the images I’ve posted elsewhere, then you’d be aware of that. The only thing that will remain uniform throughout this set will be the title font; the colour may need to change dependent upon actual cover design colour schemes and so forth.

Onto the other change. All three of the first Extremes books were made up of eight stories, each broken into applicable categories of sorts in the table of contents depending on their subject matter. The ordering of each story in each book is not at all random; they’ve all been carefully considered and placed in a certain order, so they haven’t just been slapped up there in any old fashion; there is a motivation behind it.

Extremes: Couples doesn’t have eight stories; it contains just six, though that wasn’t the initial plan. I was going to keep the template the same with eight pieces there as well, but the length of many of the stories meant the word budget was going to be blown big time if I did decide to run with eight tales. A good number of these pieces are once again borderline novella length, and while I could have released them as standalone tales, they work better as part of the brutal set that makes up Extremes: Couples. What’s more, they’re all revolving around the theme, they all feature several couples, they fit the bill and they belong here.

Whether ensuing books are going to be made up of just the six stories, or eight, or perhaps even more depends on how long they end up being. At this stage, I’ve no idea, and to be fair I haven’t even started work on them. I did start work on Extremes: No Safety in Numbers with an assortment of stories planned, but that had to go back to the drawing board because as usual my characters for one particular story took hold of the reins there and ran away with it completely spanning the tale out into far more than the short it was meant to be. That piece, originally designated for No Safety in Numbers became what is now known as Corpse Collector, the quickest book I’ve ever written as a full length entity. Go and check it out if you haven’t already. Another story slated for that book also looks like it is going to extend into much more than a short story so No Safety in Numbers is currently on the backburner while other projects command more of my attention.

Anyway, of all the Extremes books created thus far, Extremes: Couples stands as my favourite for a handful of reasons.

Extremes the original is a sentimental favourite as it was the first, and the book that kickstarted this whole rollercoaster; it also has some stories in it that were really a hell of a lot of fun to write (namely, Under a Clown Moon, shit, you’ve got to dig a brutal splatterfest that tosses Dusk till Dawn notions along with werewolf moon mythology into a fucked up blender but with clowns instead); More Extremes has its moments too, being loaded up with metal themes and a nod to the late, great Killjoy, and after all folks know I push my work as old school splatterpunk driven by heavy metal, and Greater Extremes was a solid vehicle for a host of completely new stories and tie-ins to older existing novels, but at the end of the day, Extremes: Couples is the one I dig most of all.

Of all the covers I’ve created for the series, Couples is more striking than the rest of them put together, even though all of them have the same overall theme to them.

If the other three are pretty ominous or present a clear-cut warning about what is contained within the following pages, with brandished knives or sharp waving blades being thrust towards potential readers, then the bloodied axe on the front of Couples is like a bludgeoning to the cranium. Originally I was under the impression that the blood drips at the top might be a little overkill, but in the end it turned out pretty cool, and I dig it as is. After all, I’m not aiming for subtlety here, I’m not presenting anything other than the fucking obvious here, so it is what it is. There’s no need for trigger warnings or any of that kind of happy horseshit going on here. If the book names and covers aren’t enough to deter somebody who may get triggered by the content within, then hell, I don’t know what is. The whole thing itself is presented as a visual trigger warning, and has been from the word go. Extremes. Says it all really.

Couples is also made up of some of my favourite stories. With the exception of only one tale, all of these works are brand new, not published elsewhere, and bar just one other, were never intended for anything but Couples. One of them was written for a Richard Laymon tribute anthology where each contributor had a particular Laymon book to work with in terms of story content. I pulled out of that for an assortment of reasons, and I don’t think it ever went ahead. In any case, that story and numerous others in Couples rank among the very favourite pieces I’ve penned. That’s not to take away from some of the stories presented in the three predecessor books; I’ve had some favs in there too, but these ones just really worked out how I wanted them to, rather than running off in erratic directions.

What’s more, Extremes: Couples is fast becoming my biggest mover. In terms of page reads and sales and whatnot, Extremes remains the biggest of the lot thus far, but bear in mind it has quite a few years on Couples. That one is catching up fast. It’s only been out around a year, but it’s already in second place, and in due course I imagine it probably will surpass Extremes as my number one entity. It still accounts for the larger proportion of my reads and so forth, and moves the most of any of my releases on any given day.

Coming forth from the shadows is another deranged instalment of the Extremes series, chasing after those that beat a bloody path before it.
This time around it is Couples being driven to all manner of Extremes to contend with a horror show of nightmare situations and circumstances.
Genuine couples, prospective couples, happy couples, unhappy couples. Would-be couples, never will be couples, friends, unusual duos. Good pairings, bad pairings.
All of them are about to be propelled into dark places and horrifying scenarios where calling upon extreme behaviour is the only answer, and even that is no guarantee of survival.
The newest addition to the escalating Extremes universe throws myriad couples into worlds of horror where darkness dwells, pain reigns supreme, and all hope goes to die.
These are tales of bloodshed and brutality, depravity and dread, terror and twisted souls.
After all, what’s better than forcing one character to go to Extremes? Taking Couples and making them go to Extremes together.

https://smarturl.it/extremescouples

In any case, that’s the Extremes Phenomenon. It was one of those random fortunate gambles that paid off, although it started life as little more than a vehicle to showcase some of my more extreme stories. It’s surpassed the Rejected For Content phenomenon, and continues to do so. I’ll never say never about maybe venturing back into the Rejected universe, but at this point in time, there are no immediate plans to go back into that. What is a given though is that Extremes will continue to roll on like a brutal, bloody, depraved juggernaut with future books planned. At this point in time it’s just a hell of a lot of fun to play with, and the fact the books are being so well received and widely read is a bonus. As I always say, I write what I like to write, what I personally like to read, I write it the way I want, and if other folks dig it, then that’s cool. At the end of the day I do write for myself first, and always have. And Extremes is where I like to dwell. So rest assured, there’s a fuckload more extremity to come.

In the meantime though keep an eye out for other works looming out of the darkest shadows in the future. Unfortunately, they may not be Extremes related, because I’ve myriad other projects I’m delving into, but there’s always going to be something Extremes around the corner. Around which corner I can’t exactly say, but while I’m having fun with the whole concept, they’ll keep coming.

Nothing fancy here, just a recommended playlist for Corpse Collector, which is out now. Go and check it out, and crank these tunes while you do so. Of course it is mostly metal, primarily of the death and black metal variety, but hell, what would you expect from me? Particulalrly given some of the subject matter in the book.

As far as my books go, this one isn’t really rooted in music at all; it doesn’t play a big part like several of my other books (Undead Fleshcrave: The Zombie Trigger anybody?), but one of the main characters is a musician-not that it really carries the story or has anything to do with the core elements of the tale, bar the fact it is his occupation-and another makes numerous references to various other musicians and bands.

Anyway, in the interests of making WordPress feel like I haven’t deserted it completely, here is another post just so it thinks it’s loved. Playlist for Corpse Collector. Get into it.

CORPSE COLLECTOR PLAYLIST

Wolves-Marduk

Long Way Back From Hell-Danzig

It Lives in the Woods-Necrophagia

Nightfall-Dark Funeral

Dying Spirits-Tsjuder

Corpse Collector-Created to Kill

Close to a World Below-Immolation

Scream Bloody Gore-Death

The Wild Hunt-Watain

Creeping Death-Metallica

Run Rabbit Run-Rob Zombie

Chased Through the Woods by a Rapist-Waking the Cadaver

Chopped in Half-Obituary

Raining Blood-Slayer

Buried by Time and Dust-Mayhem

Forever Underground-Vital Remains

Phoenix-Satyricon

THE CRAZE/CORPSE COLLECTOR

It’s been a hell of a long time since I paid any attention to this site whatsoever, and that probably won’t change a whole bunch, but at least it’s getting a post now.

After a couple of years where there wasn’t a whole bunch going on in the way of book releases, 2022 is shaping up as a pretty decent one thus far. We’re halfway in and I’ve already got two books on the scoreboard.

Prior to this, my last book came out around the tale end of 2021. That was Extremes: Couples which is still going great, doing way better than all my other works with the possible exception of the original Extremes. The way things are going, Couples will surpass Extremes itself, but we’ll see.

Anyway, the point of this vodka-induced post (hey, it’s my wife’s birthday-we’re celebrating in style) is to drop a few words about my books for the year thus far.

March saw the release of The Craze. This novella wasn’t ever actually intended to be a standalone work. In fact, it was meant to be a short story included in the next instalment of the Extremes series, Extremes: No Safety in Numbers. As per usual, it grew a life of its own and required a little more to tell the story than confining it to a certain length to be able to fit into a collection. Therefore, it’s back to the drawing board for Extremes: No Safety in Numbers, though I do have a handful of stories started that will probably fit the bill there. Or I will write new ones. Never any shortage of ideas here, just a shortage of writing time. Nonetheless, that hasn’t impacted on the book releases. The Craze turned into a novella and now it’s out and about, and has been since March. If you haven’t already, swing around and check it out

As far as Friday nights go, Tia Stafford and her friends have had one of the best. The long-awaited sequel to their favourite movie premiered in town tonight and along with what seemed like half the population of the city they were on hand to witness it.
Now they’re on their way to the train station, heading home, buoyant and in top spirits.
A chance encounter with a couple of excited schoolmates reveals the film premiere wasn’t the only major event scheduled for this evening.
Since it’s still early, with plenty of time to catch the last train, the cheery bunch of teenagers decide a detour off to City Park to investigate this other mysterious event couldn’t hurt.
They couldn’t be more wrong.
This apparent harmless detour is going to engulf them in a nightmarish tempest that none of them could have foreseen.
This is no concert, no art show, no festival. This is the Craze.
Soon enough these teens are going to be swallowed up in a relentless sea of violence and death, where ordinary citizens morph into bloodthirsty killers, intent only on slaughter.
The Craze is coming.
Embrace the Red.

https://smarturl.it/thecraze

Now for the latest book. Released just yesterday is the novel Corpse Collector. In terms of novels, this book was probably the fastest I’ve ever written a full length, knocking it over in only a few months. This was neither meant to be a story intended for a collection or an extension of any other story or something connected to any of my other works; this is a standalone piece that I just started writing out of nowhere and stuck with it until it was done. Though it lacks the size of many of my other novels, it’s still pretty sizeable, at least stacked up against the novellas I’ve put out more recently than novels. Shit, I can barely recall when i last released a novel-probably some years ago. However, in any case, Corpse Collector is here. If you think you know what to expect from it, then you’re possibly right, but then again, maybe not.

In any case, swing around and check that one out too. And stay tuned, because there’s a fuckload more stories, novels, collections, novellas and so forth to come. The writing is freeflowing once more, the horror cannot be contained.

Party girl Anna is out for a good time, drinking and dancing with her friends. She doesn’t have a care in the world.

And she’s just about to make the worst decision of her entire life.

Rock musician Dwayne has just played another frustrating gig to a less than full house of folks who couldn’t care at all about live music. Now he’s driving out on the highway, looking to find a room for the night and catch some sleep.

Teenager Glenn is en route home after a school excursion. There’s been trouble with the bus all day, so this bunch of school kids and their teachers are travelling lonely roads late at night. There’s about to be even more trouble for the bus, and all its occupants.

The lives of these three individuals are going to collide in a way none of them could have ever imagined.

All three of them, miles from home, are going to find themselves stranded out in the hostile wilderness, where something very wrong is going on.

This domain isn’t just a tangled maze of dark woods and rough country where one could wander around lost for days. It’s not uninhabited out here.

Aside from the mistrusting, secretive, reserved folks who choose to dwell out in these parts, this land belongs to something else.

Something terrible, something relentless. Something with an insatiable appetite for violence and a deadly thirst for bloodshed.

For those who don’t belong out here, and even for those who do, nightmares are going to come true.

https://smarturl.it/corpsecollector

Also, while you’re at it, be sure to check out my wife, Elle Goforth’s book Tales of a Tortured Soul. If you’re expecting it to be anything along the lines of my work, think again. It is entirely her own style, her own experiences, everything is hers and hers alone, and she stands as her own entity. Definitely something for you all to check out.

This is not a book of short stories it is a compilation of me. It is my ups and downs, my light and dark moments. You will find photos (not all my own although they do contain my image), lyrics, poems, and perhaps a story. These are expressions of who I am from the inside as well as out. May this disturb you, make you question your very being and give you peace.

https://smarturl.it/torturedsoul

EXTREMES: COUPLES

After the longest time I’ve ever had between book releases, I’m finally back with a new one.

That would be, of course, if you’ve caught anything posted recently on Facebook, Twitter, what-have-you, the latest instalment in the Extremes series of horror tales. This one is Extremes: Couples.

As with all of the Extremes books, they aren’t intentionally themed, they’re just stories that dwell more in the extreme side of things, but this time around, there appeared to be a proliferation of characters in pairs, or couples. They aren’t all traditional couples or things of that nature, but an assortment of different ones. We have married folks, people in relationships, friends, those who aspire to be in a relationship, those who shouldn’t be in relationships, multiple couples or prospective duos in any given story, I figure you get the gist.

In any case, the book is finally done and dusted, published, out there in the world to add to the escalating army of Extremes volumes.

Why so long a gap between books, you might ask? Well, fucked if I know, really. In this insane new Covid world with lockdowns and all of that, one might think writers would be getting a load more writing done, but that isn’t necessarily true. My world hasn’t overly been impacted to any great extent where I was confined to the house-my work continued to operate-so it wasn’t a case of suddenly having an over-abundance of time to write. If anything, I probably had less time to write, maybe even less inclination to do so, preferring to spend time with my wife and kids.

Anyway, in that non-writing regard, I suppose I ended up tossing out one of the main pieces of advice I usually pass on to new authors looking to crack into the industry. Remain visible is something I always say. Unless one is a household name, there is no guarantee their name is going to be foremost in the heads of the audience they’re after all the time, hanging out expecting a new book. therefore maintaining a profile, remaining visible, reminding prospective readers, fans etc. you’re around, is key. Therefore, after such a long gap (for me) between books I’ll have to look at that whole staying visible, letting folks know I’m still working on things. I’m not a household name by any stretch of the imagination so I need to keep popping my head up letting the world know I’m still slinging extreme ink, churning out old school splatterpunk horror driven by heavy metal.

Enough of that. On to the new Extremes.

This one, unlike the standard format of previous offerings which are made up of eight storeis, is comprised of six. The reason for this is because most of those are quite lengthy. What a surprise, most say. The guy who likes to write long, wrote a bunch of long stories. No fucking way! That doesn’t sound right…

The half dozen here were pulled from a pool of ten or so, most of which I was writing simultaneously. Only one has appeared anywhere else-Sixteen, first appearing Matt Shaw’s Next Door-the rest are all new. One of those was initially inded to be for a Richard Laymon tribute anthology, but as far as I know plans for that book have either been shelved or abandoned completely. It’s a nod to one book of Laymon’s in particular, so let’s see who can guess which book that is, which story is the tribute, and also to which universe of my own books it is part of. Previous Extremes books have also featured references to other books and clues about upcoming projects. Let me know if you can work out which ones.

The stories that didn’t appear in Extremes: Couples ultimately weren’t considered simply due to the fact I think I will expand most of them into novellas. Sure, some of the ones that did make it are borderline novella length as it is, but with that said, I didn’t want to cram too many more of that length in. So keep an eye out for a slew of novellas coming along in the near future, given most of them are on the way to being written.

Some may have seen a few posts about the novel Come Sundown being my next release (prior to Extremes: Couples) and that was to be the plan. However, some way or another I ended up losing around six chapters from that particulalr book and got a little disillusioned with that, so I switched to writing shorts (yeah, yeah, I know my shorts aren’t short) instead. So the newest Extremes book took shape a lot quicker than rewriting those parts of Come Sundown would, and I was more enthusiastic about working on those stories. All the same I kept getting hammered with new ideas as I was working on a couple of stories so I ended up writing around half a dozen tales simultaneously. As a result, like I mentioned before, I have a bunch of stuff to work on, most likely to publish in novella format. Granted they’re not all finished, but at least I’m writing a lot again. With that in mind, the gap between releases certainly shouldn’t be as wide as it was before.

That’s enough from me for now. The old WordPress site has had a long gap between posts as well, so it’s probably not coping too well with sudden interest in me throwing something up so I’ll let it be.

Swing around and check out the newest book, and stay tuned for others appearing in the hopefully not too distant future.

Coming forth from the shadows is another deranged instalment of the Extremes series, chasing after those that beat a bloody path before it.
This time around it is Couples being driven to all manner of Extremes to contend with a horror show of nightmare situations and circumstances.
Genuine couples, prospective couples, happy couples, unhappy couples. Would-be couples, never will be couples, friends, unusual duos. Good pairings, bad pairings.
All of them are about to be propelled into dark places and horrifying scenarios where calling upon extreme behaviour is the only answer, and even that is no guarantee of survival.
The newest addition to the escalating Extremes universe throws myriad couples into worlds of horror where darkness dwells, pain reigns supreme, and all hope goes to die.
These are tales of bloodshed and brutality, depravity and dread, terror and twisted souls.
After all, what’s better than forcing one character to go to Extremes? Taking Couples and making them go to Extremes together.

https://smarturl.it/extremescouples

CLANS PLAYLIST

As I mentioned in my last post, I already had a playlist for Clans sorted and ready to roll, so here it is. Given it’s a relatively short book in comparison to some of mine, this playlist is something of an extended one-it’s a fair bet you’d finish reading the book before the playlist ended if you actually read in accompaniment to all the songs listed here.

Nonetheless, all of these tracks here have their reasons for being included, and I could have added more, but I think fifty is quite enough. As the story focuses largely on the two rival warring Clans, the Punks and the Metalheads, all the songs comprising this soundtrack, as it were, are drawn from those genres. A little bit of crossover and merging of said genres in spots, but for the most part-two sets of songs with boots firmly placed in their respective territories.

These are songs that are mentioned throughout, or serve as chapter titles, or have much to do with the storylines themselves, or, if you have a keen eye, are mentioned in dialogue or narrative without actually being referred to as songs. Let’s see if you can spot any others, since there are a couple not on the playlist here that do pop up throughout.

CLANS (1)

Anyway, this isn’t a post to ramble on, it just exists as a playlist to accompany the recently released Clans. It’s not done too badly for my first book of the year (I’m going with that despite the fact it came out on December 31 2019, rather than January 1, 2020-forgot I live in the future here and happen to be one day ahead of Amazon), hitting number one in Australia, and number one in Hot New Releases in both the US and UK.

It’s not horror, and there will be several other works I plan on dabbling in that will also stray away from that particular genre, but don’t start thinking I’m stepping away from horror. No chance of that. I’m currently working on two projects (with a third in mind as well) that are firmly entrenched in horror. Whether they will be novellas or novels remains to be seen, but one thing is for certain. I plan to be much more active in terms of writing this year, with hopefully several more releases than I managed in 2019.

And with that said, here’s the Clans playlist. Play that motherfucker loud while you delve into the world of Mantas and its musical clans, and more specifically the Metalheads and the Punks.

punkmetal

  1. Territory-Sepultura
  2. Everyone I love is Dead-Type O Negative
  3. Over the Wall-Testament
  4. Arise-Sepultura
  5. In the Glare of the Moon-Dead Silent Slumber
  6. Concrete Apple-Cadaverous Clan
  7. Cesspools in Eden-Dead Kennedys
  8. Friends Like You-Sick of it All
  9. Last Caress-Misfits
  10. New Rose-The Damned
  11. Torsofucked-Flayed Disciple
  12. Fucking Hostile-Pantera
  13. Bad Apples-Guns n Roses
  14. Rise Above-Black Flag
  15. Youth Gone Wild-Skid Row
  16. Paranoid-Black Sabbath
  17. Ever Fallen in Love (With Someone You Shouldn’t’ve)-Buzzcocks
  18. Over the Edge-LA Guns
  19. Troops of Tomorrow-The Exploited
  20. Transilvanian Hunger-Darkthrone
  21. Search and Destroy-The Stooges
  22. Raw Power-The Stooges
  23. Smash it Up-The Damned
  24. Complete Control-The Clash
  25. Dusk and Her Embrace-Cradle of Filth
  26. Sleeping My Day Away-D.A.D
  27. Metal Thrashing Mad-Anthrax
  28. Rust in Peace…Polaris-Megadeth
  29. The Wolfpack-Satyricon
  30. Solid Gold Beating-December Wolves
  31. Hammer Smashed Face-Cannibal Corpse
  32. Pretty Vacant-Sex Pistols
  33. Fuck Armageddon, This is Hell-Bad Religion
  34. Chapel of Ghouls-Morbid Angel
  35. Angel of Death-Slayer
  36. March of the S.O.D-Stormtroopers of Death
  37. A Call For Blood-Hatebreed
  38. Delusion and Anger-Broken Bones
  39. Peace Sells-Megadeth
  40. Crystal Mountain-Death
  41. Crazy Train-Ozzy Osbourne
  42. Screaming For Vengeance-Judas Priest
  43. Against the Grain-Bad Religion
  44. Cowboys of Hell-Pantera
  45. War Ensemble-Slayer
  46. Let’s Have a War-Fear
  47. Extreme Aggression-Kreator
  48. Bottled Violence-Minor Threat
  49. Bullet in the Head-Rage Against the Machine
  50. Leads to Utopia/The Old Man’s Dream-Old Man’s Child

Welcome to Mantas. A city unlike any other under the sun. One entirely free of discrimination based on race, creed, sexual preference, ethnicity, religion or anything else in between.
One where the only segregation that exists is based upon musical preference. One where whatever type of music each city denizen swears allegiance to defines where they dwell and which group of people they belong with, and these musical passions are their religions, their beliefs, their cultures.
It should be a Utopian existence. It should be ideal. It isn’t.
This is a city beset by violence, plagued by divides. Run by warring factions, split by constant differences.
One ruled by Clans.
And while there is perpetual conflict raging between Clans Mantas-wide , nowhere is quite as volatile as the eternal battle being waged in the inner city where two warring factions hold court.
The Metalheads. The Punks.

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CLANS

Finally, after doing pretty much jackshit in the way of writing for the back half of 2019, bar a short story here and there (two to be precise-one for Matt Shaw’s Next Door anthology and a 100 word piece for Kevin Kennedy’s ongoing 100 Word Horrors anthology series) I’ve got another book out.

Technically it was supposed to come out on the first of the year (January 1, 2020), but of course, since I live in the future over here in Australia, it was approved by Amazon faster than I expected and was released December 31, 2019. That wasn’t really the plan at all; I’d have rather put fucking 2019 in the rear-view mirror and been able to kick off the new year with a new release, but whatever…

In any case, the book, as most of you would be well aware by now, is Clans.

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The story itself will not be entirely new to some people, though I’d imagine not too many will have encountered it before. What it is, is a novella length expansion of a short story originally written for a little read battle anthology Punk Vs Metal.

In its inception the whole idea of Punk Vs Metal was a cool one, and I was pretty excited to be involved in it, and the notion came up when a whole slew of battle anthos were happening. Ultimately though, due to a vast assortment of fuckery and issues with the thing, I ended up hating that fucking book. It was meant to be one of those books where a bunch of judges vote on punk stories pitted against metal stories, and eventually one team would come out victorious, proving which was the best music genre as explored via horror tales. Endless delays on that, alongside line-up changes, people having to drop out, finding replacements, edits delays and all kinds of other shit just soured the whole thing, so I just took all control of it, did all edits, nixed the idea of having judges at all and got the fucking thing out of my hair.

That experience would rank as my least favourite one in working with anthologies, particularly those of the battle variety, and helped in me steering clear of doing anything in the way of running anthos for the foreseeable future. Submitting stories to other anthologies I will continue to do, at least intermittently, but I’ll definitely be picky as fuck as to which ones they’ll be. There are a select few I’d be down for any time-anything put together by Matt Shaw, always-but for the most part I’ll just be concentrating on my own work.

Anyway, the one thing I derived from the whole Punk Vs Metal clusterfuck was the notion for Clans. Due to word limit restraints the tale had to be fairly concise, so even though I was happy with the way it turned out, I always figured I could expand it into more. Whether that meant making it novella length, or even longer, or perhaps even turning it into a series wasn’t clear, but ultimately I turned that particular story in to a novella sized piece. I could, and potentially still will, do much more with the universe I created there, and the ideologies  that exist in there.

Another important point to remember; this tale is not horror at all. Yeah, there are a few horrific parts that crop up here and there, but the genre itself would probably be more aligned with urban than horror, so to most people who read my shit, that might be different, though to me it isn’t. I was dabbling with a whole bunch of different genres way, way back in the mists of time before I decided horror was where I wanted to dwell, and tales revolving around urban settings, disenchanted, reckless city youth and whatnot were things I frequently wrote about.

Further to that, not only is it not horror, but at the heart of it, Clans is some kind of twisted Romeo and Juliet shit, a love story. It’s also got a shitload of other stuff, messages and so forth woven through the narrative, but that’s up to the individual reader to discern what that is all about. It also has a fuckload of heavy metal and punk rock references threaded throughout, and again, that’s up to keen-eyed readers who appreciate those forms of music to spot them.

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Clans is set in a fictional city (most would know that almost all of my cities, towns, locations, in any of my books or stories are always places of my own creation), Mantas. It’s a city that is free of all kinds of the usual discriminations that plague all others world-wide. It is ruled by segregation though, and that segregation has to do with each resident’s musical allegiance. And where your musical preferences lie determine where you reside, who you live with, which group you form part of. Which Clan you belong in.

If you dig metal, you’re a metalhead, dwelling in the inner city with the Metal Clan. If you’re into punk rock, then you’re a Punk, existing amongst those of your own kind.

Which brings us to the core of this tale. Since it was initially written for the Punk Vs Metal antho, the main Clans to feature in here are, of course, Metal and Punk, and the ongoing war between these two factions. Yes, in reality, I’m well aware that such wars don’t really exist any more-not really since around the 80s or so, but hey, remember…fiction here. Metaphors, you get the gist.

This is where the notion of spinning the whole thing out into an ongoing series is brewing, because naturally, punk and metal are certainly not the only two of the clans that share the city of Mantas. There are many, many more, several of which are mentioned in Clans, but don’t play any major part. That’s not to say they won’t some time down the track. We’ll wait and see, but I like the world created here, so there’s a big chance I will expand it even further. Metal is my preferred choice of music, but that doesn’t essentially mean the Metal Clan would be first and foremost in every story/novella/novel/whatever I chose to explore. I might delve into the Rap Vs Dance  feud that is mentioned in this book. Again, before you suggest, that shit isn’t really a thing, suspend your disbelief. Fiction. Fucking fiction.

Mantas is a world where the only divides that exist are between warring groups of musical Clans, so that’s where most key stories are going to spring.

Anyway, enough of that shit. Time to go and check it out, if you haven’t already.

By the way, probably not a great deal, but Clans has also been my first number one bestseller, if one can call it that. It hit number one in Australia, and has also hit the number one new release spot in a few places, which is pretty cool. It doesn’t mean a shitload to me, but it is still interesting to see considering I was essentially out of the game for a good half of last year, so to have the first book I drop in quite some time rack up a good rank in a day or so after release is a good feeling.

Especially considering it isn’t really a new book per se, just an expansion of an existing (and not very widely read) story, one that adds a little more history and back story, and fleshes out characters a fraction more than an antho short tale would allow.

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Also (and admit it, you knew this was coming), since this is a tale that revolves very heavily around music, stay tuned for a playlist coming very, very soon. Already got one ready to roll-an extensive one of course, since all the songs that crop up throughout, either clearly referred to, or woven into the fabric of the narrative would take longer to listen to than actually reading the book-so that will be going up some time after this does.

Welcome to Mantas. A city unlike any other under the sun. A city not beset with any discrimination bar that between musical preferences. A city ruled by Clans.