Advertising on Arm Cast Podcast and Arm N Toof: Dead Time Podcast


Since the switch of Arm Cast: Dead Sexy Horror Podcast to Project iRadio listenership has soared. I went from a decent amount of loyal listeners so many, many new ones and I couldn’t be happier.

I’m also excited to be one-half of the team for an upcoming second podcast on Project iRadio, Arm N Toof: Dead Time Podcast with author Mark Tufo.

Jess at Project iRadio (along with author Brian Keene) will be taking advertising for each show. We’ll either be reading spots inside the show itself or adding your radio-ready spots to the episode. Get in touch with them for what you need to do. There are many podcasts attached to Project iRadio besides these two new ones, so you can also advertise on multiple ones if you want. Just sayin’.

Interested in seeing what the rates are? Go HERE for all of the information and to ask for more info, too. Let them know I recommended you, please and thank you.

Most shows will only have up to three ads per episode, so space is very limited. Act now. Don’t delay.

Hopefully Mark Tufo and I will be reading your ad on a future episode!

ARM CAST: DEAD SEXY HORROR PODCAST

Podcast devoted to interviewing horror authors, publishers, editors, artists, filmmakers, narrators, and anyone else in the arts and entertainment fields. We also like M&Ms. Armand Rosamilia is your host.

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ARM N TOOF’S DEAD TIME PODCAST

Two hosts for the price of one. Authors Armand Rosamilia and Mark Tufo interview authors, publishers, filmmakers and anyone else they want to chat with. Not only zombie and apocalyptic peeps, either… literally anyone they want to talk to. Coming Wednesday July 8th to Project iRadio.

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Guest Post: Dev Jarrett


What’s your favorite monster?

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 In Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland and Through the Looking-Glass, Alice says: “Do you know, I always thought unicorns were fabulous monsters, too? I never saw one alive before!”

Upon hearing that, the Unicorn says in return, “Well, now that we have seen each other, if you’ll believe in me, I’ll believe in you.”

A unicorn? A monster? Hmmm… Maybe we should look at the definition of the word. <<Google, google, google…sigh.>> Well, damn. Turns out, everyone defines it differently. One source says, “Imaginary creature that has combined human and animal features.” Another says, “A strange or horrible imaginary creature.” Another: “Something that is extremely or unusually large.” Still another says, “A creature that is often hideous and may produce fear and physical harm.”

Still seems a bit of a stretch for a unicorn.

I had a great opportunity to meet and speak with Peter S. Beagle (the author of The Last Unicorn) some months ago, and he absolutely seems to agree with Lewis Carroll’s Alice. He said he never saw unicorns as they are portrayed now, farting rainbows and fairy dust. They were, he says, monsters. Those horns were serious business.

So to him, unicorns were monsters. To any eight-year-old today, they’re happy little horses with horns who dance in the clouds. Ick. That’s pretty scary in itself.

Which brings up another point…perspective.

To the frogs who live in the pond by my daughter’s apartment, I must be a monster. In a splashy panic, they leave the shallows and go for deeper water every time I walk past. To the many thousands of mosquitos I’ve swatted in my life, I suppose I’m a terribly hideous monster.

So now we’ve got two shaping criteria. How you define a monster, and your perspective. The question: what’s your favorite monster?

According to much of the popular media today, zombies are at the top of most everyone’s list. A million Walking Dead fans must mean something, but I’ve never been all that impressed with zombies, in their most common habitat. Shamble, shamble, shamble, eat a brain or two, etc. Kinda tedious. Make them do something new and meaningful, and you might find a new zombie fan sitting in my desk chair.

Zombies are really just one of the most recent steps in a dance that has gone around and around forever. In the late 80s, primarily due to Anne Rice, vampires were number one. Her vampires, in my opinion, may very well be one of the primary reasons the Twilight books and movies came about. Back in the 50s, the king of the monsters was one form or another of an irradiated beast changed from something docile and small to a huge ferocious city destroyer. Mankind had harnessed the destructive power of the atom, and everyone was scared of that.

Personally, my answer changes often. I like new monsters, and human monsters, and the old archetypal monsters pretty evenly. In my opinion, if a writer or a cinematographer gives me some new item to add to the mythos of an old monster, I’m pleased. In that sense, I do disagree with the saying, “It is the tale, not he who tells it.” Reading Bram Stoker’s Dracula, Stephen King’s Salem’s Lot, and John Skipp and Craig Spector’s The Light at the End, you get three vampire stories. Vampires: archetypal blood-sucking monsters. But reading one can in NO way preclude reading the other two. Their vast differences in time, in voice, and in style overall make them completely different stories, all incredible in their own ways.

Today, I’m thinking werewolves are my favorite. The reason? I’m in the middle of writing a new werewolf story. I’m thinking that maybe I’ve got something great to add to the mythology. Hopefully, I’ll get to share it with the world soon.

So, again, what’s your favorite monster?

Whatever the answer for you might be today, it may be something totally different tomorrow. And whatever the answer, never forget what the Unicorn said to Alice: “If you believe in me, I’ll believe in you.” My take on that line is this: keep believing in your monsters, and they’ll keep coming around, doing their best to frighten you.

About the Author:

Dev Jarrett is a writer, a father, a husband, and a soldier in the US Army. He’s a “recovering redneck” who’ll probably never get all the red Georgia clay out of his pickup truck’s undercarriage. He’s a Chief Warrant Officer 4 who’s lived all over the world but is currently stationed in the heartland at Fort Riley, Kansas. During the day, he works to defeat terrorists.

At night, the other monsters come out.

He’s had many short stories published, both online and in print, and Dark Crescent, available now from Permuted Press, is his second novel. His first novel, Loveless, is available through your favorite retailer or directly from Blood Bound Books.

Dev’s next novel, Casualties, is coming in 2016 from Permuted Press.

You can find Dev online on Facebook, Twitter, and (if you want to see all the gory details) here:

http://devjarrett.weebly.com/

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Guest Post: Amos Cassidy


 
 Hawthorn by Jamie Cassidy
Series: The Darkling Saga book 1
Genre: YA Horror/Fantasy
 
 
 
 
 


  A house on a hill. 

A house filled with mirrors. 
A house with eyes that watch your every
move. 
“I hate it on sight. It’s dull and large and
clunky, a creepy old house with a creepy house smell.” 
Learmonth Village has a history, a past that it
holds dear, superstitions that it clings fast to. Learmonth House, however, is
governed by its own set of rules, its own past. Gemma and her family are about
to discover just what those rules are. 
Learmonth has a pact with the darkness… 
The darkness is hungry…  




 
 
Amos Cassidy is the pen name for Richard Amos and Debbie Cassidy.
Amos is a 31 year old Diva and Cassidy a 38 year old mother of three; well,
four if you include the husband. A common love of all things Joss Whedon, Urban
Fantasy, and a tug of war over Jensen Ackles, brought them together, and one
cold February afternoon, over nibbles and coffee, their partnership was
born. 
You can find Cassidy hard at work in her fortress of solitude
which has eaten up the majority of her garden, and Amos…well he’s still
trying to get the invisibility gizmo he got off a friendly alien in exchange
for a pair of earphones to work. Funnily enough he hasn’t been seen around much
lately…
Frequent doses of Sugary snacks, coupled with regular injections
of caffeine aid in their production of a unique brand of cross genre tales.
They are always writing, but are happy to take a break to chat to their
wonderful readers, so drop them a line at amoscassidy.com, or just pop over to
see what they’re working on and they’ll bust out the biscuit tin.
 
 


 
      
 
I’m still searching when I spot the
strangest looking tree. It’s larger than the others, but that’s not what makes
it stand out. It’s the trunk that draws me, split in two in the middle and
twisted at the top to make an aperture that looks like the eye of a needle.
It’s wide enough to slip through. At least I think it is. I am overcome by the
strangest feeling of familiarity.  I take a step toward the tree, and
then another, suddenly eager to find out if my theory is correct.
“I wouldn’t do that if I was you?”
I spin around in alarm to find the
owner of the voice.
“Hi.” He is leaning against a tree,
all casual-like. He’s tall, taller than Liam, with dark messy hair and dark
eyes. He is striking to look at, the kind of guy you expect to see in one of
those Cinderella story movies, or a character from a young adult paranormal
novel. I stare at him, expecting him to disappear or grow some pimples or
something, but he remains as gorgeous as ever.
Liam. I love Liam, I remind myself.
He holds out his hand. “Come on,
those things can be dangerous.”
I look glance at the tree then back
at him. “You have to be joking.”
“No.”
“So you’re saving me from a tree?”
He nods sombre-like.
I feel a stab of irritation. Who
does he think I am, some gullible twat from London or something? I step back
and touch the tree and quirk a brow at him. Hah!
His smiles. “Maybe I just wanted to
hold the pretty girl’s hand.”
I don’t know what to say to that.
“I’m Sam.”
“Gemma.”
“Nice to meet you, Gemma.” He
flashes that smile again, all white even teeth and a dimple.
“You live up at Learmonth, right?”
“Yeah, what about you?”
“I don’t.”
God, he’s trying to be cute. I hate
that. “Um, anyway, I best get going.”
“Why? You just got here. There’s
some lovely spots to sketch. I can show you if you like.”
I frown. How does he know I sketch?
My pad is in my backpack.
He cocks his head as if listening to
something. “You have artist’s hands and an artist’s eyes. I see the way you
look at things.”
Once again I don’t know what to say
to that apart from, “You been watching me?”
He smiles. “I spotted you a few
minutes ago. So, you coming?”
I hesitate. “I don’t know, you could
be a serial killer or something.”
He nods. “True, but then we’re far
enough from your house and the village for me to just grab you if I want.” He
grins disarmingly.
I laugh. “Okay, you have a point.
Lead the way.” He turns and I follow. This could be good. He looks my age,
maybe a little older. Making a friend could be good, make starting college easier
with a familiar face to look forward to.
I can’t help study his back, tapered
down to his tight butt. Damn, now I’m checking him out. He does have nice arms,
though, wiry and strong-looking even if he’s as pale as the moon. He doesn’t
seem to feel the chill in the air.
I wonder if he’s wearing sun cream.
I bet he burns easy.
I trip and stumble, but don’t hit
the ground because he has me.
I don’t know how, but I have to ask.
“Are you a vampire?”
He stares at me for a long beat and
then bursts out laughing.
After a second I join in.
I realise he is still holding me,
his hands warm on my skin. “Come on then, show me this place.”

 

He lets go of me and ambles off
again. “Eyes on the trail now, Gemma.”
 

Guest Post: Julieanne Lynch


Silently Still
by: Julieanne Lynch
 



 
 




Everyone is entitled to making their own choices in life,
but a decision can make or break you. For Jacinta Kelly, hers came in the form
of running away from everything that reminded her of her roots.
 
Living in rural Ireland was hard enough, but living with her
mother’s mental illness and her obsession with her garden took its toll. One
winter, the world as she knows it changes. Jacinta becomes aware of her own
mortality, and how fragile her existence truly is.
Alone and frightened; to live or die, the choice is hers.
 






 



 
Julieanne Lynch is an author of urban fantasy books for both adults and teens. Julieanne lives in Northern Ireland, is married to her childhood sweetheart and together they have five children.
 
Before becoming a writer, she considered a few different career paths, a rock star being one of them. She studied English Literature and Creative Writing at The Open University, and considered journalism as a career path. However, she decided writing was the way for her and believes all of her education and reading prepared her for it.
 
An avid reader, Julieanne has always had an encompassing fascination with folklore. When not writing, she enjoys crime series such as Criminal Minds, CSI, NCIS and Cold Case, and loves anything with Vampires, listening to metal, meeting new people, drinking lots of green tea, and sharing her dreams with her children. She is a self-professed goth wanna-be,and is happy when left to write into the early hours of the morning.
 
Julieanne’s YA series, the Shadow World novels, so far contains Within the Shadows & Escaping Shadows, the third instalment, Fighting Shadows will be released in 2015. It follows the war between vampires and shadow creatures. Giselle Bergman, an 18-year old human girl, falls victim to a scheme by one of her closest childhood friends, and embarks on a journey that sees her become the centre of a battle between good and evil.


 



 

Arm Cast Podcast: Episode 50 – World Horror Convention Part 2


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I had a blast at World Horror Convention in Atlanta, GA

I also got to meet and interview a few cool people, too!

On this episode:

Author Carl Alves

Authors T. Fox Dunham, Brick Marlin and Richard Lee Byers together!

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Arm Cast Podcast: Episode 49 – World Horror Convention Part 1


I had a blast at World Horror Convention in Atlanta, GA

I met a few cool people and interviewed them as well!

 

On this episode:

 

Patrick Beltran (Cutting Block Books)

John Palisano (author of “Dust of The Dead”)

Doug Murano and D. Alexander Ward (co-editors of “Shadows Over Main Street” anthology)

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