Vampires, deranged killers, ancient creatures and more await within the pages of CAMPFIRES; a collection of tales from Amazon.com Best-Selling Author, Charlie Morgan.
Includes Sticks And Stones and other tales that see print for the first time ever. Sit down, relax and hold your machete tight. It's gonna be a Hell of a night!"Sticks and Stones is slick Gothic pulp that is fun and goes down smooth. It plays a little like an episode of "Tales From The Crypt". Charlie Morgan is someone you should keep your eye on. His prose is clear, vivid and he captures the drudgery of small town life quite nicely. The violence, while brief, is savage and fitting. I look forward to more of Charlie's stuff."- Chip Fehd BuyZombie.com review of STICKS AND STONES"If Eric Brown and Brian Keene had a baby with Richard Laymons face on it!"
It contains all of my Kindle stories and a few others.
I was digging through some old DVDs today and came across something I haven't seen since we made it. It remained unedited and raw for all this time. Myself and a few friends got together and decided to make a movie. We even went as far as bringing in a professional actress named Michelle Lamelza (PS Michelle, I'm sorry this flopped! You are a fantastic actress and I'm sorry we made you come all the way up here for this.)
Anyway, the idea was to send the completed "film" to a festival. That didn't happen. The sound was terrible. The lighting was terrible. The acting (with some exceptions) was terrible... But just for fun, here's the completed film; viewed for the first time ever by a willing audience. It's Insane, It's Bloody, It's Un-Godly. It sucks! Haha!
It's all there; the paranoia, the suspense, the destruction and the violence. Everything that made the Hater trilogy the powerhouse that it's became. I finished this book at 3 am this morning; determined to see how it all ended. It all boils down to a thrilling and fitting climax with plenty of twists and turns along the way. Hater was my introduction to the works of David Moody. I learned of it from a promising review from Fangoria magazine. Since then, so much has happened. I became a member of the Facebook group "Moody's Survivors", a group of authors and fans who gather to discuss Moody's work and anything else (if you enjoy David's work, please feel free to drop by). Strange how a series of hate and taking sides can bring so many people close together. I have to say that I was saddened as I closed the book that last time, as Danny McCoyne's journey came to it's end. I highly recommend this book and anything else by Mr. Moody. I can't wait to see what he cooks up next.
Thunder tore apart the heavens with increasing fury as the rain fell and the earth blackened. Another boom and the ground quaked as if a mighty giant sought freedom from it's subterranean bonds. It seemed that God himself were trying to destroy the world ahead of schedule. That would be a much more merciful fate than the one Ervin Dennison hunted.
The only constant light belonged to the village of Oakdale as it was consumed by flames in the distance. Screams were carried along the wind but were snuffed out by the growing storm. It didn't matter; by the time the cries reached Ervin's ears, the source was already dead.
It had only been two days since the creatures made their presence known. Two days since one had slaughtered his wife and abducted his daughter.
A hint of smoke drifted past and crept into his nostril. Diluted as it was, he could still detect the scent of charred flesh. Ervin tightened his grip on the sharpened chair leg. It seemed to be the only useful weapon he carried. Bury the wooden spike into their chest and they go down. Bullets only angered them. Still, Ervin pressed on with a rifle hanging over his shoulder; a single shell resting in the chamber.
Tik-tik
Ervin stopped in his tracks and waited, half hoping to hear the sound again. It was hard to tell in the rain. His eyes and ears had been playing tricks on him for quite a while. Every tree bore their abominal faces and every sound, that horrid noise.
Tik-tik
A flash of lightning revealed the beast. It squatted on the outstretched limb of a Black Walnut tree; eating the throat out of a young man. It was the first time Ervin had seen one since that first night. It was almost exactly as he remembered. On the second flash, the creature lifted it's head and sniffed at the air; it's long, stringy hair hiding it's face. A third flash, it's hollow eyes were locked onto Ervin's.
Sully Erna (Godsmack) once wrote, "Music is truly a miracle. It is one of the great wonders of life that has been gifted to us by the universe. The fact is, music enhances our good times and helps us through our bad times and it never asks anything of us in return."
I couldn't possibly agree more. I will, however, go a bit further and say that music is a very simple yet extremely potent form of magic.
Why?
Well, it's because music is much more than background noise. The right song, at the right moment can do so much to a person on many levels. Think about a time when you've been feeling down and just sat down and listened to something that completely blew you away. It hit the right spots and danced on the right nerves and left you feeling better, perhaps even empowered. Many soldiers have said that before going into battle that they will listen to something to get the blood flowing and to keep them cool under pressure. It helps with their focus.
Now, you may be wondering just what the hell this has to do with a horror fiction blog. The answer is, quite a bit. Think about the characters you are writing. The setting. Music can serve in making the scenes much more powerful and help you focus on the emotions you're trying to express.
Now, I know some people don't like to listen to anything while they write. To each their own. Perhaps try a little before you begin your session. Maybe take a five minute break and see what happens. If the lyrics are getting in the way then some instrumentals may do the trick.
During the time I was writing Carcass, I had Sully's Avalon album playing. For Sticks And Stones, it was Disturbed's The Lost Children. Birthday Wish was anything Type O Negative etc.
Lately, I've been listening to Nightwish... a lot. It's really bringing some thing to life!
What do you have playing when you write? If anything at all. Feel free to comment here or on Facebook.
It's been over a year since my vampire story Carcass was published. Since then there have been plans for a sequel and none of them seemed to take off. There have been several attempts at bringing Ervin Dennison back to the page and continue his search for his daughter. But they just didn't feel right. The characters were there and some scares but the feel was wrong. It just didn't seem to fit as a companion to the original.
I didn't want to rattle off just another story to finish things off. I wanted this one to be done right and surpass the original. My idea with the first outing was to make vampires scary again and give people nightmares. I wanted part two to do all of that and much more.
Finally, after all of this time, it's coming very soon. The characters, the monsters, the scares and all things that make the old school vampires wicked as hell. No sparkles!
Loosely based on the Aswang creature of the Philippines, Carcass: Bloodstorm picks up two days after the siege of Ervin Dennison's farm. As he continues to search for his missing child, he discovers the origin of the beasts and something much more dangerous than he ever expected.
An illustration of the Aswang
The book trailer
I'll have a free sample up soon. Until then, if you haven't read the original yet, you can get it HERE. For the time being, it's FREE. But hurry, July 4, 2012 is the last day!
I know it's unrelated but it's my page and I liked this. This was really cool! Look what I found in my yard. She's just a pet. I walked right up to her and got within 6 feet. Then someone drove by and it scared her off.
