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Davis Grubb

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born

July 23, 1913 in Moundsville, W. VA, The United States

died

July 24, 1980

genre

Literature & Fiction, Short Stories, Mystery & Thrillers

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Born in Moundsville, West Virginia, Grubb wanted to combine his creative skills as a painter with writing and as such attended the Carnegie Institute of Technology in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. However, his color blindness was a handicap he could not overcome and he gave up on painting to dedicate himself to writing fiction. He did, however, make a number of drawings and sketches during the course of his career, some of which were incorporated into his writings.

In 1940, Grubb moved to New York City where he worked at NBC radio as a writer while using his free time to write short stories. In the mid 1940s he was successful in selling several short stories to major magazines and in the early 1950s he started writing a full length...more

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Books by Davis Grubb

Average rating: 4.07 · 818 ratings · 102 reviews · 31 distinct works

	The Night of the Hunter 4.14 avg rating — 223 ratings — published 1953 — 11 editions	My rating:
	Ancient Lights 4.30 avg rating — 10 ratings — published 1982 — 3 editions	My rating:
	12 Stories of Suspense and the Supernatural 3.88 avg rating — 8 ratings	My rating:
	Twelve Tales of Suspense and the Supernatural 4.14 avg rating — 7 ratings — published 1964	My rating:
	Fools Parade 3.88 avg rating — 8 ratings — published 1969 — 3 editions	My rating:
	Shadow of My Brother 3.50 avg rating — 4 ratings — published 1992	My rating:
	The Siege Of 318: Thirteen Mystical Stories 3.33 avg rating — 3 ratings	My rating:
	La Morte Corre Sul Fiume 4.00 avg rating — 2 ratings — published 2007	My rating:
	A Tree Full of Stars 5.00 avg rating — 1 rating — published 1965	My rating:
	The Golden Sickle 5.00 avg rating — 1 rating — published 1968	My rating:

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Quotes by Davis Grubb

“All that evening Nell sat alone in her bedroom trembling with curious satisfaction. For punishment Eva had been sent to her room without supper and Nell sat listening now to the even, steady sobs far off down the hall. It was dark and on the river shore a night bird tried its note cautiously against the silence. Down in the pantry, the dishes done, Suse and Jessie, dark as night itself, drank coffee by the great stove and mumbled over stories of the old times before the War. Nell fetched her smelling salts and sniffed the frosted stopper of the flowered bottle till the trembling stopped. ("Where The Woodbine Twineth")”
― Davis Grubb, American Fantastic Tales: Terror and the Uncanny from the 1940's Until Now

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“Not that you mind the killings! There's plenty of killings in your book, Lord..”
― Davis Grubb, The Night of the Hunter