I’m Creeping Death
Creeping Death: Short Peeks Into A Disturbed Mind is my latest release, a collection of 16 short stories. 5 of the tales are new and the other 11 are some of my best stories (in my opinion)… Hazardous Press was cool enough to see my sheer and utter brilliance and put it out… or I blackmailed them… either way, it’s for sale.
I’m going to focus on the title track (so to speak) right now. As anyone who even remotely knows me, I am not only a horror writer but a huge Heavy Metal fan. I’m also quite pleasing to the naked eye, but that’s for another post.
I’m on the wrong side of 40, and I grew up listening to thrash Metal giants like Slayer, Anthrax, Megadeth and (of course) Metallica. I loved everything they put out as a kid (until the crap after …And Justice For All. Don’t get me started, please) and it was a huge influence on me. They had songs about H.P. Lovecraft? I read all of his work, and even understood some of it as a teen. They wrote a song about Moses? I painted the Creeping Death EP cover on the back of my brother’s jean jacket.
When I originally wrote the opening page or two of the story itself, I had no idea where it was going. I had no title and no real ending, which is rare for me. I just had a feel and a theme, based on the invite from Smart Rhino Publications for their Zippered Flesh: Tales of Body Enhancements Gone Bad! anthology.
As the story progressed, it just flowed so naturally. I took my own experiences going to the Limelight club in NYC in my twenties and my love of the Goth and Metal culture and turned it up several notches. I have no tattoos and no piercings but I was the minority back in those days (and I guess today, as well). But I knew enough about it and was lucky enough to have managed some killer Death Metal bands during that time to know the behind the scenes club goings on.
This ended up being one of my favorite stories I’ve ever written, and was a no-brainer for the title (track) of the book itself. Want to find out what the connection to the title and the story is? Well, you’ll have to read it.