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Post by dem on Oct 18, 2010 19:46:34 GMT
Lord P., if you read this, it just struck me that It Begins At Home in 7th Black Book Of Horror is a grim companion piece to Your Help Needed Urgently!? The Charity collectors of Bristol must be a particularly tenacious bunch. Is it a London thing or has anyone else noticed how they always seem to conglomerate outside a branch of Argos? Old Street's the worst. They hunt in packs! You can't get near the Post Office unless you're swinging a machete. |
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Post by Johnlprobert on Oct 18, 2010 22:53:15 GMT
Thanks so much for not just reading Wicked Delights but taking the time to jot a few notes about the stories Mr D! Yes, I am indeed responsible for the textbook you've reproduced in all its glory. I can't imagine Vault members will be interested in looking at some of the (rather unpleasant it must be said) conditions depicted within. Although on the other hand... A link between Y our Help Needed Urgently and It Begins at Home? I could say it's nice to see that at least someone's been paying attention but in all honesty the only link is the that I think the idea of charities as a topic for horror fiction hasn't been exploited anywhere near as much as it could be, which probably bodes worryingly for the future  The former tale was definitely inspired by the almost ludicrously aggressive charity collectors in Bristol - the ones who only want your bank details and refuse offers of cash. The latter might be explained in more depth in my memoirs should they ever surface, but for now I'll just say that it was simply me in utterly unfair cynical bastard mode wanting to make people look twice at all those charity posters & flyers that get shoved through our letterbox and hopefully shiver a little bit |
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Post by Dr Strange on Oct 19, 2010 7:11:00 GMT
Are there other urologists working in the field of horror fiction? Would there be enough material for a urology-themed anthology? What would be a clever title for such a volume? Here is Dr James' characteristically old-fashioned advice to young men with "shy bladder syndrome".... Just Whistle And It'll Come, My Lad.I'll get my coat. |
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Post by dem on Oct 19, 2010 19:04:50 GMT
... I think the idea of charities as a topic for horror fiction hasn't been exploited anywhere near as much as it could be you are absolutely right and what a wonderfully perverse theme for an anthology of horror stories (all proceeds supposedly donated to charity, but really they wind up in the publisher's pocket, obviously)! A branch of Help the Aged staffed by evil volunteers, with a nice dungeon downstairs for lone customers: a Salvation Army hit squad who eat tramps: demonic tin-rattlers who want more, much more than your bank account details .... its a winner. BTW, i read Wicked Delights through within a few days of its arrival but was in not-of-this-planet mode just then and couldn't write the notes which is probably as well - i enjoyed Some Must Suffer and Daughter Of The City so much more the second time around. Will try and comment on the remainder of the Coffin Nails stories before the year is out! |
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Post by Johnlprobert on Oct 20, 2010 20:44:18 GMT
i enjoyed Some Must Suffer and Daughter Of The City so much more the second time around. Will try and comment on the remainder of the Coffin Nails stories before the year is out! I'm seriously delighted that you liked Some Must Suffer Mr D as it may well be the story of mine that I'm most proud of - it's certainly one of my favourites - and it never gets mentioned in reviews! One day I'll go through it and list all the in-jokes, but I hope you spotted that the opening legend is a hommage to House of Whipcord! A lot of the character names are 'composites' of BritHorror regulars as well, eg: Paul Wilkinson the composer is from Paul Ferris & Marc Wilkinson who both did music for Tigon Martin Stokes = Martin Potter & Barry Stokes, both actors for Norman J Warren Debra Yates is from Pete Walker's Frightmare, and the surname of the DI investigating the case is Jessop after Peter Jessop who was Walker's DP. The Day the Screaming Stopped was the original title for Walker's The Comeback..and that's enough from me |
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The former tale was definitely inspired by the almost ludicrously aggressive charity collectors in Bristol - the ones who only want your bank details and refuse offers of cash. The latter might be explained in more depth in my memoirs should they ever surface, but for now I'll just say that it was simply me in utterly unfair cynical bastard mode wanting to make people look twice at all those charity posters & flyers that get shoved through our letterbox and hopefully shiver a little bit 
