Personally I prefer psychological chills, and that’s certainly reflected in my writing, as I tend to write psychological, existential thrillers, though I don’t shy away from gore when it’s necessary. Too many to name or list, really.ĭo you prefer all out gore or psychological chills? Lots of other projects coming up as well, but nothing I can talk about just yet. Just finished up a new novella called Apartment Seven that’ll be out in September, and I’m finishing up a new novel called Midnight Solitaire that should be out this summer.
The Bleeding Season is considered by many to already be a classic in the genre (or well on its way to being one), so my guess is a lot of readers would probably go with that.
That’s probably a question for critics and readers, but I’ve been very fortunate in that all of my novels have been very well received both critically and by readers all over the world. As for attraction, most serious art, if you think about it, tends to be dark, so that attracted me to begin with. My goal has always been to be a good writer, and whatever category my work falls into, so be it. I’ve always been a fan of horror but I never set out to be a horror writer, and don’t consider myself a horror writer, just a writer. His life and history may be more complex than he realized, and his role in the universe much deadlier than he ever imagined.Īs Dignon moves closer to the truth, the lines between pain and beauty, the horrors of the past and the terrifying realities of the present, become strangely malleable, blurring what is real and what is myth, who and what he and those around him may be, what the ghosts haunting him from his past may truly mean, and how the evil mythological creature stalking him may not be a myth at all, but horrifyingly real.What first attracted you to horror writing? Is it an innocent note left by the previous owner, or something far more sinister? As Dignon delves deeper into the book, and who, or possibly what, the beautiful and enigmatic Bree Harper is, he begins to realize finding this book may not have been a random event after all.
Inside, someone has written a name, Bree Harper, and a phone number. Haunted by dark visions, memories of horrific childhood abuse and the recent murder of a coworker, his is a lonely, sad and painful existence - until he ventures into a used bookstore and comes across an old paperback titled Mythical Beings in a Mortal World. Tibbs, in a rundown apartment in the heart of a dreary, nameless, industrial coastal city.
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