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May 18, 2017
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Joe Coffin: Season One Book One, by Ken Preston
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Conguise Chronicles: The Rise of the River-Man: Mutter’s Story, by L.S. O’Dea
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Breed: Slayer, by Sandra Seymour
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Letters To The Damned, by Austin Crawley
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Toward the Brink: The Apocalyptic Plague Survival Series Book One, by Craig A McDonough
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Joe Coffin: Season One Book One, by Ken Preston
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Burn The Dead: Quarantine, by Steven Jenkins
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Conguise Chronicles: The Rise of the River-Man: Mutter’s Story, by L.S. O’Dea
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Breed: Slayer, by Sandra Seymour
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May 15, 2017
MASHED Monday Author Interview: Grivante
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Grivante writes the story, “Biscuit: A Love Story” in our new anthology, Mashed: The Culinary Delights of Twisted Erotic Horror. “Biscuit: A Love Story” is the story of a baker whose prized creation is stolen, defiled and destroyed. He sets out on a journey of revenge, with a quick trip to his tormented past to show us how he got to where he was.
Please tell us a little bit about yourself?
I live in the panhandle of Northern Idaho with my wife and our family of fur babies. We are blessed to have a magical piece of mountain paradise to call our own and it makes for a great place to write. Fun fact, the man who built the house was also a writer.
When not writing, what do you enjoy doing?
I enjoy spending time with my wife and going on adventures. While it won’t make much sense, a lot of the crazy stuff in my stories comes either directly from or is inspired by real things that have happened when we are out in the world together.
For your story “Biscuit: A Love Story” what was your inspiration?
I wanted to take something wholesome and twist it in the weirdest way I could come up with.
Influences:
When did you first discover that you wanted to be a writer?
In the fourth grade I wrote Friday the 13th fan-fiction and when I saw how my classmates reacted to it, I was hooked. I found being able to illicit an emotional or physical response from another with just my words to be a powerful and mostly positive addiction.
Did you have any writing mentors?
I had many teachers throughout school who were both encouraging as well as educating when it came to my writing. One in particular, Mrs. Lay, taught a creative writing class and I always appreciated how excited she was to read my new stories and give me feedback on them.
Who are your favorite authors? What are your favorite books?
Favorite authors are probably some of the usual, Stephen King, J.K. Rowling, Terry Pratchett, Neil Gaiman, but on the more obscure side I love Phillip Jose Farmer, L. Ron Hubbard and a ton of comic book writers most people have never heard of, like Garth Ennis(Preacher), Jeff Smith(Bone), Terry Moore(Strangers in Paradise), Drew Hayes(Poison Elves) and a lot more.
Favorite books, King’s The Dark Tower series and all of the connected pieces throughout his fiction. All of Pratchett’s Discworld series, but specifically those dealing with the character, Death.
What films or books have most influenced you as an author?
Stephen King’s ‘On Writing’ was powerful for me. Making writing a part of my daily life was some of the best writing advice I ever received. Sometimes when we look up at the big picture, say writing a 100k novel, it can look like an impossible feat, but plugging away a 100 to 1000 words at a sitting get the job done.
Outside of Horror, what other genre’s do you write in?
I write whatever idea grabs me with the most intensity, so in short, all genres. That said, I currently have a children’s book out as well as projects in the works for a Dystopian Sci-Fi series as well as a YA Fantasy series.
Is there anything else that has influenced you as a writer?
I grew up reading comic books and I think a big part of the way I tell stories is related to that. I create a picture in my head and write out what that looks like in words. I also listen to a lot of audiobooks which allows me to experience stories I wouldn’t likely read and I feel this gives me a broader scope of storytelling influences then I would have if I only read books that were the kind I liked.
What is the first book that made you cry?
I know there have been some, but I can’t recall any at the moment. Most often after a particularly long book or at the end of a series, I grieve the loss of those characters from my day to day life.On Writing:
How do you describe your writing style?
That somewhat depends on the genre, for horror, it’s more weird or gonzo. For my fantasy series it’s pretty straight forward and for my upcoming Dystopian series, it will be fast paced with my normally weird wit thrown in.
What advice would you give to new writers just getting started?
Write every day if you can. Don’t worry about it being any good or even going anywhere. Just keep writing. When you feel you have something that’s good, either join a writing group that critiques eachothers work or hire an editor. You will learn a ton.
What part of writing do you find the most difficult?
Editing and doing rewrites. I find it difficult to edit my own work and often find it boring to do rewrites.
What story are you most proud of?
Guppy Butter, my children’s book. I took a ten year absence from writing while I had a family, ran a business and built a career. When I finally got back to writing, Guppy Butter, was the first story I wrote and finished that reminded me why I loved to write in the first place.
What do you hope your readers take away from your stories?
I hope it opens their eyes to a wider world and entertains them in the process. Whether that comes from new information received in the story or simply by the attitude or opinions of a character.
What is your next big writing project fans should be on the lookout for?
The second book in my Zee Brothers: Zombie Exterminators series should be out mid-year. I am excited about it because as crazy as the characters in the story are, I wanted to dive deeper into their lives and explore where some of the crazy stuff in the first book originated.
Write a 6 word story, GO!
Alien probing should not involve anal.
Is there anything else you’d like your fans to know?
Yes. Know that every time you read a piece of my work you are helping to make my childhood dream and my adult passion real. Thank you!
Where else on the internet can you be found?
Amazon, Facebook, Goodreads, Instagram, & Twitter.
And now, here is a special preview of Grivante’s story in MASHED!
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Biscuit: A Love Story
I. Market Day
Golden beams washed away the night’s chill as the sun rose on the horizon. A group of bluebirds perched in the old oak at the edge of the park let loose their morning song. Chirping away, they filled the air with melodious music. Two butterflies danced across the awakening market as vendors set up for a day of commerce.
Simon Roth stepped from his bakery, a wide smile across his face. Hefting the large package in his arms, he paused for a moment and took in the sights and sounds of his beloved piece of the world. He closed his eyes and felt the warmth of the sun wash over him as birdsong filled his ears. In the distance, the innocent giggling of children playing added their harmony to this divine morning.
He exhaled, feeling his whole body relax. He had been waiting for this day for quite a while. Market Day, the first one of the season, and this one was going to be the best one ever.
He breathed in slow and deep, catching the scent of wild flowers and spring blossoms in the air. They were followed closely by a wave of fresh baked golden buttery deliciousness from the large wrapped package he held in his hands.
This was it! He’d spent months perfecting it. Getting the exact right mix of ingredients: two sacks of flour, a gallon of buttermilk, and an entire slab of Amish butter, melted and gently basted on as it baked. It was layered, so that the scent would emanate as it cooled and fill the market with mouthwatering allure, leading the shoppers by their noses, right to his door!
His grin widened as he set his cherished masterpiece on the display table he’d made to hold it. He peeled back the layers of cheesecloth he’d wrapped it in after removing it from the oven, a warm waft of heaven washed over him. He stared down at his creation. Measuring just over twenty-four inches around, fifteen inches tall and, for all its ingredients, as light as a cloud: the perfect, giant biscuit.
Scrumptious tendrils drifted up and away, mixing with the fresh spring air and sending their invitation aloft. The affect as it reached the arriving market patrons was almost instantaneous. They sniffed at the air, perking up and looking around, searching.
The baker beamed! Customers often told him when they entered his shop and smelled all the fresh baked goodness, that if he could just pump that delightful scent outside, his shop would have a line down the block.
An elderly couple standing next to a flower vendor shifted their attention and the man pointed toward Simon. He licked his lips, grabbed his wife’s hand and stepped away from the flowers, coming in the baker’s direction.
Simon adjusted the sign hanging from the table that read, ‘Fresh Baked Wholesome Goodness Inside! C’mon in!’ and darted back in the door.
“Get ready boys,” he said to the two young neighborhood kids he’d hired to help on market Saturdays. “Here they come!”
And come they did. After the elderly couple entered, the little bell that rang each time the door opened, clanged like a 5-alarm fire until the door was held open by the line stretching out of it. Simon floated around the bakery, chatting with his customers and cheering the boys on as they hustled and bustled to help the throngs of customers select their treats. He patted Timothy on the back of the shoulders and said, “What a success my biscuit is!”
Outside, the scent of the succulent biscuit aroused appetites in all who caught a whiff. One person in particular found his appetite stimulated by it in ways it hadn’t been in some time. His name was Eddy, often referred to as Crazy Eddy but, unlike the many patrons of Roth’s Bakery, he didn’t join the line to enter the store and make a purchase.
Eddy peered from around the corner of a dark alley three buildings down. His clothes were two sizes too big and covered in the dirt and grime that came from sleeping next to a restaurant dumpster. Anyone who got close to him would’ve found the scent of the biscuit over-ridden by the stink emanating from the homeless man.
He sniffed at the air, hand gripping the bricks until his knuckles turned white. A strand of drool hung from his chapped lips and his sore-covered tongue darted out to catch it. Too late, the drool dripped onto the front of his stained Nirvana t-shirt. His bugged out eyes traced the round luscious curves of the giant biscuit, imagining what it felt like, how warm and moist it would be. He wanted it, wanted it bad, unlike anything he’d ever wanted before, including the drugs that had led him to his life on the streets. The thought of taking it, making it his own, consumed his mind like a demon taking possession.
A tap on his shoulder startled him out of his lusting for the biscuit. Behind him, Tyler ‘Pigpen’ Tulips mirrored his own hunger. They smiled at each other with wicked intent.
Thanks for joining us for #MASHEDMONDAYS, Find the rest of Grivante’s story and more sensually sinister tales inside MASHED: The Culinary Delights of Twisted Erotic Horror
Find more #MASHEDMONDAY Author Interviews here!
May 14, 2017
May Audiobook Review: Aftershock
Run time 7 hrs and 27 minutes, narrated by Daniel Rose
In Kristopher & Valerie Lioudis’ Aftershock Book 1: A Collection of Survivors Tales we follow a series of short stories from different characters perspectives. These stories lead us from where they are at the beginning of the outbreak to how they survive and eventually how they all start to meet up and their stories intertwine.
Being that this was the 3rd book this year that I’ve listened to with a similar short story after short story model, I was concerned that it would leave me unfulfilled, as I was really wanting a deeper listen to immerse myself in. The good news is, it didn’t take long for me to discover that not only was there something very unique happening to some of the characters but also that their stories were going to connect and form a larger overall narrative.
The stories start with a survivor who is abandoned by the people he is with. He is bitten but survives… this pulled me right in. Why? What’s going on here? What makes him immune? The conspiracy theorist in me wanted to know more!
What did I like about this story?
As mentioned above, I liked the mystery of the characters who got bit but didn’t turn. This storyline appears to connect many of the characters and reminds me to a degree of Stephen King’s The Stand, where we have 2 different factions of survivors coming together in a post-apocalyptic world. Some for good, some for evil.
There were a number of great lines in the stories, one that made me smile and laugh, was in reference to how to dispose of the piles of the dead. “The most grotesque barbecue in man’s history.” And while that and some other lines made me laugh, the book also has some pretty hard stories where people you are rooting for just don’t make it.
Near the end, there is a great group of scenes where things go very bad for one of the main collection of survivors. Their leaders are at odds about why and how things happened and we are shown each of their perspectives in alternating chapters before they confront each other. The realization that they are both blaming one another gets you on the edge of your seat waiting to learn how it will play out as soon as they come face to face.
What didn’t I like about this story?
There were some moments, possibly because it was in audiobook format and being narrated by a male that I found myself confused about a character’s gender. This resulted in me having to do a double take and reorganize my understanding of events.
The book does have something of an abrupt ending, which leaves you wanting more. This is both good and bad. The book could have continued on, but I suspect it stopped where it did because to continue would have needed a lot more time and space to tell what happens next.
Narration:
The narration was done by Daniel Rose. In general, Mr. Rose has some great moments and at others, it seemed to lack engagement with the story. It’s a minor detail as overall the stories flow well and he does a good job of giving voice to all of the various characters and storylines taking place.
Conclusion: (Aka: Would I listen to more by these authors?)
Absolutely! The story is engaging and it is really cool to see a husband and wife author team working together like this. I look forward to more by them individually and as a team!
Plus, the book ends in such a way that I find myself awaiting word of the sequel!
I give this 8 out of 10 stars.
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May Audiobook Review: Aftershocks
Run time 7 hrs and 27 minutes, narrated by Daniel Rose
In Kristopher & Valerie Lioudis’ Aftershock Book 1: A Collection of Survivors Tales we follow a series of short stories from different characters perspectives. These stories lead us from where they are at the beginning of the outbreak to how they survive and eventually how they all start to meet up and their stories intertwine.
Being that this was the 3rd book this year that I’ve listened to with a similar short story after short story model, I was concerned that it would leave me unfulfilled, as I was really wanting a deeper listen to immerse myself in. The good news is, it didn’t take long for me to discover that not only was there something very unique happening to some of the characters but also that their stories were going to connect and form a larger overall narrative.
The stories start with a survivor who is abandoned by the people he is with. He is bitten but survives… this pulled me right in. Why? What’s going on here? What makes him immune? The conspiracy theorist in me wanted to know more!
What did I like about this story?
As mentioned above, I liked the mystery of the characters who got bit but didn’t turn. This storyline appears to connect many of the characters and reminds me to a degree of Stephen King’s The Stand, where we have 2 different factions of survivors coming together in a post-apocalyptic world. Some for good, some for evil.
There were a number of great lines in the stories, one that made me smile and laugh, was in reference to how to dispose of the piles of the dead. “The most grotesque barbecue in man’s history.” And while that and some other lines made me laugh, the book also has some pretty hard stories where people you are rooting for just don’t make it.
Near the end, there is a great group of scenes where things go very bad for one of the main collection of survivors. Their leaders are at odds about why and how things happened and we are shown each of their perspectives in alternating chapters before they confront each other. The realization that they are both blaming one another gets you on the edge of your seat waiting to learn how it will play out as soon as they come face to face.
What didn’t I like about this story?
There were some moments, possibly because it was in audiobook format and being narrated by a male that I found myself confused about a character’s gender. This resulted in me having to do a double take and reorganize my understanding of events.
The book does have something of an abrupt ending, which leaves you wanting more. This is both good and bad. The book could have continued on, but I suspect it stopped where it did because to continue would have needed a lot more time and space to tell what happens next.
Narration:
The narration was done by Daniel Rose. In general, Mr. Rose has some great moments and at others, it seemed to lack engagement with the story. It’s a minor detail as overall the stories flow well and he does a good job of giving voice to all of the various characters and storylines taking place.
Conclusion: (Aka: Would I listen to more by these authors?)
Absolutely! The story is engaging and it is really cool to see a husband and wife author team working together like this. I look forward to more by them individually and as a team!
Plus, the book ends in such a way that I find myself awaiting word of the sequel!
I give this 8 out of 10 stars.
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Grivante on @ Zombiepalooza Radio Live w/Jackie Chin
I had a great time last night on Zombiepalooza radio live w/ Jackie Chin
Take a few minutes and tune in to the whole show, or catch my interview at approximately 3hrs 5min in.
I talk about The Zee Brothers: Zombie Exterminators, MASHED, film maker Jeremy Brown of Brownspace Films, my experiences at Crypticon Seattle, the #Reanimated Writers and more.
Plus I mention a couple of giveaways exclusive to the show! Give it a watch quick as the giveaways close 5/16/17 at 5pm PST
What a great time! Thank you Jackie for having me on as a guest.
May 8, 2017
MASHED Monday Author Interview: Alex Colvin
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Alex Colvin writes the story, “Wrath of the Buttery Bastard-Taters” in our upcoming anthology, Mashed : The Culinary Delights of Twisted Erotic Horror. “Wrath of the Buttery Bastard-Taters” is the story of GMO’s gone overboard. What happens when a couple’s romantic dinner turns into a horror show?
Please tell us a little bit about yourself?
I’ve been writing since I was eight, when I crafted ‘Squirrel Man vs the Terror Turtles.’ Thankfully, that atrocious volume has been lost. Older and wiser, I managed an M.A. in English and write humor fiction when I can find the time.
What attracted you to submitting your story to MASHED: The Culinary Delights of Twisted Erotic Horror?
The anthology, quite simply, was fascinating. The mix of genres intrigued me. Horror, erotica, and humour? I didn’t know that could be done. Food seemed the best subject for executing such a versatile and ambitious project; I just had to try it. Also, the guidelines and website were refreshingly open and unpretentious and I was charmed by the very concept. They had me hooked right away.
For your story “Wrath of the Buttery Bastard-Taters” what was your inspiration?
My loathing of instant mashed potatoes inspired me. I was fed them throughout my childhood and hated them passionately. I once played a game with a friend where we had to come up with the most unpleasant sensation possible, and I won handily by describing the feeling of vomiting up a bellyful of instant mashed potatoes. After that, I knew I had tapped into something culturally reviled.
Influences:
When did you first discover that you wanted to be a writer?
When I was a little kid. I loved writing stories and inventing my own characters and scenarios. That way, I got to see exactly the kinds of stories I wanted.
Did you have any writing mentors?
Yes, I was lucky enough to be taught everything I know by the encouraging and critically-acclaimed Nicolas Billon when I was in undergrad. Bless him.
Who are your favorite authors? What are your favorite books?
Mordecai Richler, Hunter S. Thompson, and Cormac McCarthy are my favorites. Richler and Thompson for their senses of humor, McCarthy for the incredible ways he manipulates and re-configures the English language. My favorite books are Barney’s Version, The Moon’s a Balloon, and The Road.
What films or books have most influenced you as an author?
Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas influenced me a lot. It was punchy, brief, explicit, and thoughtful without getting lost in exposition. No filler and no wasted time, which are the kisses of death for novels in my humble opinion.
Outside of Horror, what other genre’s do you write in?
Humor is the only genre I’ve ever seriously tried. I’d never tried horror until this project, and I found it really difficult to do! It’s tricky to pace and is harder to gauge than humor.
Is there anything else that has influenced you as a writer?
Overhearing supremely boring conversations at bus stops or restaurants taught me how not to write dialogue and what not to write about; stories need to be different from daily life, if only in the minor details.
What is the first book that made you cry?
Ha! The Animorphs series! I think I was 10 years old. I cried when the protagonists’ identities got exposed to their enemies and they had to leave their lives to hide out in the woods to keep up the resistance! It was a turning point in the series from an underground resistance to total war, and the shift was quite depressing. Plus, I hate camping. So reading about the Animorphs having to do it for survival hit me at a gut level.
On Writing:
How do you describe your writing style?
Insincerely earnest. I like to have very ironic and wary characters who deal with absurd circumstances in a straightforward manner. I’d like to think my style is witty and dryly charming, but we’ll have to see what my readers think.
What advice would you give to new writers just getting started?
Play to your interests. If you’re interested in sports, write about sports. If you love country music, write about that. That’s how you’ll craft work you care about. And use something like duotrope or submission grinder to keep apace with calls for submissions. Otherwise you’re stumbling in the dark.
What part of writing do you find the most difficult?
Ha, I find all of it difficult! But fun! I suppose it’s tricky to find the best way to tell a story. Which character perspective to use, which mode of storytelling works best. It takes a lot of false starts to get a story going.
What do you hope your readers take away from your stories?
My single goal is to make people laugh with my work. If that happens, then I’ve done what I could ever hope to do.
What is your next big writing project fans should be on the lookout for?
No idea, but I’ll keep all three of them posted. Har har.
Write a 6-word story, GO!
The second man decided against jumping.
Where else on the internet can you be found?
WordPress
And now, here’s a special preview of Alex’s story in MASHED!
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“The Wrath of the Buttery Bastard-Taters”
I came home to find the apartment lights dimmed and old jazz standards playing over the wireless speakers. Before I’d even kicked my shoes off, my boyfriend came over with a glass of wine. “Happy six months, sweetheart,” He said.
My ‘thank you’ was wordless. I said it through a long, slow kiss that made sure he knew what was on my mind. The same thing must have been on his mind as well because the next thing I knew he had me pinned against a wall and was working my dress off while running his hands all over me. We didn’t stay there for long. Well, I stayed pressed against the wall. He spun me around and flattened me against it and then took me from behind while running his nails down my back and spanking me. That way is my absolute favorite. Neither of us lasts very long when he takes me like that.
When we’d finished, he kissed me. “We should start on dinner while it’s hot,” he said.
I agreed and fetched the glass of wine Daniel had hastily set down before I’d jumped him.
“I made all your favorites,” Daniel said, putting our plates on the table. “Peppercorn steaks in a whiskey sauce, beet salad, grilled asparagus and mashed potatoes.”
I went to the table where he’d laid out a perfect candlelit dinner. Everything he said was there, and it looked gorgeous. Oh, wait. No. Something was missing. “Lovely,” I gave his hand a squeeze. “Where are the mashed potatoes? I’ll bring them out.”
“I put them in the oven to keep them warm.”
So I opened the oven door and found the bowl. It had a lid on it and was perfectly warm to my touch. I set it on the counter and took the lid off, determined to sneak a finger full of mashed potatoes before setting them on the table. I set the lid down on the counter and peered at the taters.
Oh.
Oh god.
Please no.
I was too horrified to scream. I stood in frozen terror at what lay in the bowl before me. It looked like drywall filler. Could it be what I thought it was? I prayed that it wasn’t. I had to ask. “So you made mashed potatoes, sweetie?” I called, trying to sound casual.
“Well, instant mashed potatoes.”
I went numb with fear, unable to speak, while Daniel continued, “I only had so much time to prepare everything, and it was the easiest corner to cut. Plus they were on sale! I’d made them with tons of butter and milk, so we probably won’t even notice the difference!”
I doubted that.
My childhood revolved around this same prepackaged inedible muck and I hate it passionately. The batch Daniel made seemed no different. It simultaneously looked both chalky and gluey. Daniel must have thought they looked godforsaken too, because he added, “the color is a bit off, but it smells lovely.”
I said nothing, determined not to spoil the mood. I was touched at what he’d done and didn’t want to shut him down tonight. So I set the gloppy false-potatoes on the table and vowed to ignore them. Daniel and I sat down for dinner and I helped myself to the dinner options that were genuinely delicious, and not simply pretending to be real food.
But the taters were as easy to ignore as a rotting corpse draped over our dinner table. I ate everything on my plate that wasn’t touching them. I was almost done with my plate and thought victory was in my grasp, but Daniel was too proud of his efforts to let them die, however much they deserved to. “Here, have some potatoes, love,” Daniel said, dropping a scoopful onto my plate with a watery splat.
If you think instant mashed potatoes look disgusting in a bowl, when they share a plate with real food, they look like an abomination that could not be of human creation. Nuzzled between Daniel’s peppercorn steak and asparagus, it looked pathetic and undead. As the puke-worthy goo settled onto my plate, it seemed to be begging me to finish it and put it out of its miserable existence, one painful mouthful at a time. I found myself hating it for existing and considered avoiding it and everything they touched on my plate. I was just working up the courage to tell Daniel that I couldn’t withstand an encounter with mushy wannabe-potatoes when he put a massive forkful of the sludge in his mouth and smiled. “Mmm,” He said.
His smile vanished as he tried to chew the abominable substance and discovered its paradoxical texture that managed to be simultaneously dusty and moist. He gagged, valiantly fighting to chew and managed to swallow the mouthful. “Delicious,” he said, almost sounding sincere.
I love Daniel dearly and I decided he couldn’t go through this alone. We were partners to the end, and I had to at least try it for him. Out of love, I took a moderate forkful, made peace with God and put it in my mouth.
Thanks for joining us for #MASHEDMONDAYS, Find the rest of Alex’s story and more sensually sinister tales inside MASHED: The Culinary Delights of Twisted Erotic Horror
Find more #MASHEDMONDAY Author Interviews here!
May 4, 2017
Want more zombie books? The Reanimated Writers have you covered!
The Reanimated Writers is a group of authors that have banded together to bring you a wide variety of zombie and post-apocalyptic fiction to enjoy. You’ll find the ever growing list of books below. We also have a Facebook group where you can interact with all of these awesome authors. So check out their books and then come join us!
#ReanimatedWriters Authors & Fan’s Facebook Group
The Books of the Reanimated Writers
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Aftershock: A Collection of Survivors Tales, by Kristopher & Valerie Lioudis
Mutation Z Omnibus Saga, by Marilyn Peake
Odium: Dead Saga Book 1, by Claire C Riley
The Fall: 6 Book Series, by Joshua Guess
Afflicted: Patient Zero, by Derek Shupert
Shattered Lives: Broken Dreams, Book One by Rissa Blakeley
Dead Island: Operation Zulu by Allen Gamboa
Infected, by Jessica Gomez
The Last City, by Logan Keys
Dead Haven: A Zombie Novel, by Flint Maxwell
Salvation: Survive Book 1, by Veronica Smith
May 1, 2017
MASHED Monday Author Interview: Jaap Boekestein
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Jaap Boekestein writes the story, “Nibble, Nibble, My Wolf” in our upcoming anthology, Mashed: The Culinary Delights of Twisted Erotic Horror. “Nibble, Nibble, My Wolf” is a fairy tale reimagined to be dark, graphically kinky and reminds us that not all things are as we have been told and retold.
Please tell us a little bit about yourself?
I guess like most writers, I had a rich career of odd jobs: working as a bouncer, for a detective agency, as a publisher and the Department of Justice. A long time ago I started writing because I thought I could write better stories then the ones I was reading. Of course, I was completely wrong, but after almost thirty years I am getting the hang of it. I wrote mostly in Dutch but because of the dwindling publication opportunities I turned to English. I loved it so much that I never looked back.
For a living, I do things with computers. I live in the ancient city of The Hague and I can see the North Sea from my living room.
When not writing, what do you enjoy doing?
Photography, friends and exploring a few alternative lifestyles. Oh, and movies, listening to jazz and the blues.
What attracted you to submitting your story to MASHED: The Culinary Delights of Twisted Erotic Horror?
Three words: Twisted, Erotic, Horror.
For your story “Nibble, Nibble, My Wolf” what was your inspiration?
I had a hard time finding the right type of story and when in doubt, go back to the old tales. In my case I ended up with the story of Hansel and Gretel and the witch living in the gingerbread house. Of course to make it sexy and nasty, I had to adapt a few little things…
Influences:
When did you first discover that you wanted to be a writer?
Oh, I must have been around fourteen. Way back!
Did you have any writing mentors?
No, it was a wonderful voyage of self discovery. I guess I made most of the mistakes a beginning writer could make. I am still trying to find new ones. When starting, just do a bunch of writing workshops and participate in a few contests where the jury will review your story. It can be devastating and very helpful.
Who are your favorite authors? What are your favorite books?
Pretty old school stuff: Jack Vance, Fritz Leiber, Clark Ashton Smith, Tanith Lee, and the Dutch writer Robert van Gulik who wrote detective stories set in ancient China.
What films or books have most influenced you as an author?
All kind of movies from the 1940’s until the present. Mostly detectives, adventure, sci fi, and – yes – musicals. About books… It is really hard to point to a few books, I was a very avid reader.
Outside of Horror, what other genre’s do you write in?
Fantasy, science fiction, thrillers, erotica and basically anything that offers an interesting challenge.
Is there anything else that has influenced you as a writer?
Like most horror writers, I am a bit of a sadist. I like to manipulate and scare my readers, under the guise of entertaining them.
We both like stories, you the reader and I the writer.
Just sit down and read this story. Nothing bad will happen to you. I won’t mess with your mind.
Trust me.
What is the first book that made you cry?
I… I have no idea.
On Writing:
How do you describe your writing style?
Ironic, melancholic, and sometimes hot as Hell.
What advice would you give to new writers just getting started?
Don’t over think, just write. You will develop your style along the way.
What part of writing do you find the most difficult?
The ending. After the start I need to know how I will end, or I will be completely lost.
What story are you most proud of?
All of them, I have no favorite. If I name one, the other nasty little buggers will haunt me.
What do you hope your readers take away from your stories?
I hope they are entertained, excited, aroused or mad.
What is your next big writing project fans should be on the lookout for?
Ha ha, only a bunch of little projects, I am afraid. I have written five (Dutch) novels but basically I am a short story writer at heart. So as long as there are anthologies with interesting themes, I will be writing and submitting stories.
Write a 6 word story, GO!
Five bullets, flew by. Bang! Die..
Is there anything else you’d like your fans to know?
I love chocolate, so if you ever want to impress me, buy me chocolate.
Where else on the internet can you be found?
I am on Facebook, but fair to say, I hardly look at it. Just read my stories, they are the most interesting part of me.
Where can readers find more of your stories?
“Two Daggers” featured in Sex & Sorcery 3
“My Call” featured in Deadman’s Tome No Safe Word
“The Bounds of Winter” featured in Winter’s Grasp
“Raven, Rose, and Apple Pie” featured in After the Happily Ever After
Or you can view his complete bibliography.
And now, here’s a special preview of Jaap’s story in MASHED!
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Nibble, Nibble, My Wolf
No, I don’t have a house you can eat. You have it all wrong.
Imagine, a gingerbread house you can just sink your teeth in. That would not work, would it now? The birds and the beasts would be nibbling all day and before you know it, I would be homeless.
You can’t eat my house, sweetheart.
But you can eat me.
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There were four of them, naked, rock hard cocks, horny as starved demons. Lean bodies, some with scars. Fighting men’s bodies.
She liked that.
O, that had been their plans when they arrived. Four dangerous men and one woman alone? They had been joking and jockeying. Who first? What to do? How many times? Would she beg? Would she cry?
They had grinned when they saw her.
Pretty fuckmeat.
She had smiled, a coy fox-like smile, when she saw them.
Nice fuckbodies.
Then they smelled her delicious body.
“Come inside, and get out off those clothes,” she had ordered. They had no choice.
The four naked men moved around in the twilight of the hovel. A dying fire and one oil lamp were the only sources of light, just enough to see her beautiful body, her golden hair.
She was standing, naked beside the fireplace. “Taste my skin,” she ordered. “Gently.”
Four men, horny and hot, wanting to fuck and pound and ravish her. Their lips tasted her skin, something in between kissing, sucking and licking. One nibbled on her neck, one covered her breasts with his lips, one worshiped her buttocks, one served her thighs and her womanhood.
She tasted delicious. A bit like gingerbread.
Four men. It had been a while, and she never had four men at the same time. Two a few times, yes. But four… She grinned evilly. The things she would do!
“You… You can use your hands too.”
They did. Four mouths, eight hands, forty fingers. Strong hands, used to wielding weapons. Kneading, touching, caressing, stroking, softly pinching everywhere. Tenderizing her.
One kissed her hands, took her fingers in his mouth, his tongue tickling against her flesh.
Another spread her buttocks, his mouth making his way down between that valley of flesh, to finally rest and linger at the well near the end of the ravine.
Her eyes flew open. Now that was something she had not felt before! That definitely was a keeper!
“Go on.”
Hands cupping her breasts, fingertips massaging her nipples. Nice.
A hard cock, stroking against her thigh, by accident. She took it in her hand. Warm and big and hard.
She was going to enjoy this so much! Four hard men, bad men, angry men. She would play with them, let them please her, make their teeth grind and their anger flare. They would fuck her all night long until she had enough, and then some more. They wanted to fuck her! Well, she would fuck them.
But first, she had to seal her control over them. Her fragrance was one thing, but in the heat of sex, that sometimes wasn’t enough. There had been that one time with that guy who had his nose buried in her intimate parts and… Now, that had been embarrassing.
No, they had to taste her, to eat her. Only with her inside them, her control would be total. At least for a few days.
Long enough.
“Kneel in front of me.”
They knelt, all four of them. Her love slaves.
It was good to be a witch.
Of course, magic had its price. Power always had a price.
Which part?
It would hurt. It always did.
Her body would recover, leaving no trace as usual. Regrowing what was lost in a few hours.
But it would hurt.
Fingers. It was by far the easiest and less painful option. Two of each hand. Damn, that is what you get with four men. But it will be worth it.
Thanks for joining us for #MASHEDMONDAYS, Find the rest of Jaap’s story and more sensually sinister tales inside MASHED: The Culinary Delights of Twisted Erotic Horror
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April 29, 2017
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