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Archive for the ‘Charles Black’ Category

Charles Black – The Fourth Black Book of Horror

Posted by demonik on April 5, 2009

Charles Black (ed.) – The Fourth Black Book of Horror (Mortbury Press, April, 2009)

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Cover: Paul Mudie

Craig Herbertson – Soup
Paul Finch – Words
Joel Lane – A Cry For Help
Johnny Mains – With Deepest Sympathy
Carl T. Ford – Many Happy Returns
Franklin Marsh – All Hallow’s Even
David A. Sutton – Dead Water
Daniel McGachey – And Still Those Screams Resound…’
Gary McMahon – Love is in the Air
Reggie Oliver – The Head
Ian C. Strachan – The Devil Looks After His Own?
Gary Fry – Bad Hair Day
Hazel Quinn – Flies
Rog Pile – Nails
David Conyers – The Lord of the Law

15 TALES OF TERROR SELECTED BY CHARLES BLACK

THE GRIM REAPER

‘Death towered over the three cowering infants. His hand stayed. The innocence, the tiny stature, the pleading eyes… They started to cry.’ – All Hallow’ Even

DIRE THREATS

‘Pull your trousers down, pull your trousers down or I’ll snick your little nipper off with a bloody chopper.’ – The Head

THE HORRIFYING

”…he had selected a sharp skewer from the kitchen and driven it through her ear and into her sleeping brain with one blow from a wooden mallet.’ – The Devil Looks After His Own?

AND THE GRISLY

‘…he stood back and watched as the fire-lit form writhed and gibbered; as slowly but surely, in a welter of blood and hanging tissue, its exposed musculature was shredded from the gleaming bones beneath…’ – Words

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Rog Pile & Steve Goodwin – Filthy Creations 4

Posted by demonik on May 25, 2008

Rog Pile & Steve Goodwin (eds.) – Filthy Creations 4 (May 2008)

Filthy Creations 4

‘All Souls’ Day’ by Witold Pruszkowski

Sean Parker – Character
Noah Brown – The Snakes Inside
John Kenneth Dunham – The Lodge
Caroline Callaghan – Phone Number
Charles Black – Holding On
Franklin Marsh – The Horror Of Dreadstone Moor: Part V
Rog Pile – Bait
D. F. Lewis – Ghost Hunters

Verse by Virginia Powell
Art by Rog Pile & John Kenneth Dunham

Just arrived! See the Filthy Creations #4 thread on Vault of Evil!

£2.50 (including P&P), made out to R Pile

46 Trenoweth Estate
North Country
Redruth
Cornwall TR16 4AH
England
UK

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Charles Black – The 2nd Black Book Of Horror

Posted by demonik on February 22, 2008

more good news!

Charles Black (ed.) – The 2nd Black Book Of Horror
(Mortbury Press, Feb. 2008)

2nd black book of horror

Cover: Paul Mudie

Gary McMahon – Black Glass
David A. Sutton – Amygdala
David A. Riley – Now and Forever More
Steve Goodwin – The Cold Harvest
Craig Herbertson – On the Couch
Mike Chinn – All Under Hatches Stow’d
Daniel McGachey – The Crimson Picture
D. F. Lewis – Squabble
Eddy C. Bertin – The Eye in the Mirror
Julia Lufford – The Meal
John L. Probert – In Sickness And …
L. H. Maynard & M. P. N. Sims – Onion
Rog Pile – The Pit

ISBN 978-0955606113

200 Pages

£7 + £1-50 P&P in the UK

order from Mortbury Press

AVAILABLE NOW!

Several Vault readers nominated Charles’ debut anthology as their most treasured book of 2007 and here’s a second volume. I don’t have a copy yet, but just look at that wonderful line-up! It is to be hoped that a third Book Of Horror will be published toward the end of this year.

It is to be hoped that a review will appear here soon, but don’t let that put you off your enjoyment. For now, I know how much work Mr. Black and his contributors have put into this, and my sincere respect and congratulations to them all.

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Charles Black – The Black Book Of Horror

Posted by demonik on August 31, 2007

Charles Black (ed) – The Black Book Of Horror (Mortbury Press, 2007)

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Cover: Paul Mudie

Frank Nicholas – Crows
Mark Samuels – Regina vs. Zoskia
Gary Fry – The Older Man
Steve Goodwin – Power
Roger B. Pile – Cords
Sean Parker – The Sound Of Muzak
D. F. Lewis – Shaped Like A Snake
David A. Sutton – Only In Your Dreams
Paul Finch – The Wolf At Jessie’s Door
John L. Probert – Size Matters
John Kenneth Dunham – Spare Rib: A Romance
Gary McMahon – Family Fishing
David Conyers – Subtle Invasion
D. F. Lewis – A Pie With Thick Gravy
David A. Riley – Lock-In
Franklin Marsh – Last Christmas (I Gave You My Life)
Daniel McGachey – “Shalt Thou Know My Name?”
Charles Black – To Summon A Flesh Eating Demon

Includes:

David Riley – Lock-In: The Potters Wheel, Edgebottom, on the outskirts of Manchester. Sam Sowerby the landlord has recently let a room to ‘Albert Durer’ who, unknown to Sam, is a Black Magician specialising in conjuring forth Cthulthoid monstrosities. His latest ritual sees the pub plunged into a void surrounded on all sides by an impenetrable blackness. Regular Tom Atkins takes a step outside to see what’s going on, has his face torn off for his trouble. The teacher, Harold Sillitoe, is next to try his luck – he bleeds to death after his arm is picked clean as if by acid. Now Sam and his four elderly friends affectionately known as ‘The Grudgers’ after the area they hail from, are left with a desperate choice: either stay here and die of starvation or find some way of getting through the black shroud ….

John L. Probert – Size Matters: “His penis looked like the huge maroon salami sausage that he had seen on Nigella Lawson’s cookery programme last week, right down to the runny brown gravy she had poured over the end ….”

Funded by the unexpected fortune left him by his late mother, Harry Walker decides to splash out on an extension in the hope it will improve his luck with women. As we can see from the passage quoted above, the operation conducted, by the dubious plastic surgeon Dr. Lockhampton, doesn’t go as well as it might and the resultant gangrene sees poor Harry bitterly regretful that he tampered with his healthy six inches. A chance meeting with a crone along the abandoned railway line restores what he’s lost – with way too much interest. Killer last line.

As far as I’m aware, there are no plans to adapt this one as a graphic novel any time soon.

Franklin Marsh – Last Christmas (I Gave You My Life): December 24th and Kate makes a break for it, clearing off with the kids, away from that wretched husband of hers, never – NEVER – to see him again. Tragically, she opts to spend the night at the Bide-A-Wee’ Guest House, pride and joy of creepy Mr. Pottinger and his mute slab of wife, but – how can that be? The place burnt down years ago! Still, let’s not fret over technicalities – the Pottinger’s sure know how to throw a party!

Sergeant Doobie explains to WPC Stacy Dawes how the place obtained it’s justified reputation as a popular suicide spot and the mystery surrounding the identities of those who perished in the original fire. She thinks he’s a “silly sod” but wisely keeps her opinions to herself.

“Reads like a condensed version of the Amicus Tales From The Crypt” is the biggest compliment I can pay this one.

D. F. Lewis – A Pie With Thick Gravy:

George settles down to eat his dinner.

The pastry erupts.

George’s dinner settles down to eat him.

I wonder why the lurker in the gravy put me in mind so of the fanged ghoulie on the cover of Pan Horror #3 ?

Mark Samuels – Regina vs. Zoskia: Henry Dunn is to take over the interminable but lucrative case which has proved so extremely profitable to his firm since 1964. As Jackson drives him over to the Zoskia Institution, he fills the younger lawyer in on some background detail:

” … the inmates decided they no longer wished to be classified insane. They’ve been challenging the legal basis on which the definition rests for the past forty-odd years. Dr. Zoskia contends that the hospital is for the sane and that it is the outside world which is occupied by the mentally disturbed.”

Jackson also lets on that the inmates have trained themselves to go without sleep. Some have have managed to remain awake for years which, as you’d expect, has wreaked havoc on their already fragile minds and physically they’re a trip – pale, emaciated zombies. Check out those bulbous eyes!

Dr. Zoskia decides that Jackson has served their cause as best he was capable so now he can ‘voluntarily’ commit himself to the Institute while Dunn takes sole control of their case. The last Dunn sees of his colleague, he’s being manhandled into a box.

The late night sequence wherein Dunn, appalled yet fascinated, watches from his window as a group of these maniacs gleefully bury Jackson in St. Olaf’s churchyard is an early Black Book highlight for me.

Daniel McGachey – “Shalt Thou Know My Name?”: “In the courtroom they told of a great wind that gathered up in the courtyard and which stirred the leaves and branches that littered the ground. And these appeared to gather up in the air and take on a form, like that of a scarecrow but growing thicker and more solid and more like a living thing …. “

Delightful M. R. James tribute pitched somewhere between (I think!) The Ash-Tree and a nastier Casting The Runes. Seachester Museum. Dower is consulting the Hesketh papers when who should stroll in but Edgar Bright, still as loud as ever and eager to examine the self same documents. Marvellous, curses Dower who detests him. Back in their college days, Bright got Dower royally drunk and copied down his thesis, presenting it as his own. Bright’s was accepted while Dower was accused of plagiarism!

A scene is narrowly averted as Bright agrees to leave his rival to his studies. The fact that this fraud is following in the same line of research as he gives Dower an idea. When he fortuitously (or so he then thinks) chances on a file relating to a rather eventful witch trial, he has a means of finally avenging himself by way of a little ‘joke’ ….

David A. Sutton – Only In Your Dreams: Donald is overburdened with his work for the North Atlantic Whaling Research Group ( they’re lobbying for the hunting ban to be lifted) and he’s been snappy and intolerant toward his family: wife Margaret, ten year old William and little Sophie, six. When Sophie asks if she can stay up because she’s terrified of “the jellyman” he completely loses it and it’s left to Margaret – as usual – to calm her fears. Apparently, the jellyman is to visit each of them in turn tonight which is why she’s so upset.

Margaret, unable to sleep, wakes up in the early hours and is horrified to discover that Donald hasn’t even bothered to lock up. What if the Animal Rights nutters have tracked them to their new home? She couldn’t go through all that again. But it’s not a bunch of “Woolly headed, criminal terrorists” she should be concerning herself with just now ….

Gary McMahon – Family Fishing: “I’m locking you in here with her. By the time I come back for you, you’ll be a man. Don’t disappoint me, boy”

Fell, North Yorks. Narrator confides an incident from his pre-teen years when he was sent off to spend a weekend at his grandfather’s gloomy, cluttered old house a mile or so from the nearest village. Grand-pop has laid on some ‘entertainment’ – tomorrow morning they’re going fishing.

After a hearty breakfast – the boy will need all his strength – they set off in the truck. Presently they approach a filthy shanty town in the woods, populated by barely human creatures and the boy gets his first inkling that “fishing” is something of a euphemism for what he’s about to get up to. The Moreau family have always had a keen interest in genetics and the old timer is proud to have followed in his infamous ancestor’s footsteps.

Charles Black – How To Summon A Flesh Eating Demon: “Do you really think I’m going to plunge my knife into this young girl’s heaving bosom?” Greydin snorted. Now who’s being all Hammer House Of Horror? “

Prof. Julius Greydin has located a copy of the semi-mythical Book Of Setopholes and argues that it’s an authentic grimoire. His sceptical friend, Dr. Ernest Mellman is adamant that it’s at best a compendium of the usual mumbo jumbo, at worst an elaborate hoax. Their pupil, Tony Zaniger, wonders how they stand each other’s company – they’re always trying to out-do each other. There’s only one way to settle the dispute – perform one of the rituals.

The trial run is a failure but Greydin isn’t ready yet to concede. For the second attempt some nights later, he pulls out all the stops. Skulls, human and animal, are borrowed from the laboratory. He even provides a drugged naked virgin, Michelle Chalmers – Tony’s had the hots on her for ages! This time, they’ll do everything by the letter. But Greydin has made one fatal miscalculation and his world turns all Taste The Blood Of Dracula

The book goes out kicking and screaming on a note of Grand Guignol.

More to follow soon!

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