Just a quick note that my review of Rick Hautala’s forthcoming Cemetery Dance collection Occasional Demons is available now at
I spent a pleasant couple of nights last week immersed in Creepy Archives Vol. 1, the new hardcover collection from Dark Horse Comics. This super-slick volume collects issues one through five of the black-and-white horror mag, including every story in its gory glory PLUS complete letter columns and those fantastic ads (“Own A Giant Fly!” and “Miniature Germanium Radio” and “Own A Real Mystery-Man Mask!”) that used to grace its pages. It’s even published at the same over-sized scale of the original magazine, which is the ideal presentation for the detailed black-and-white art that became Creepy‘s trademark.
As a matter of fact, about the only thing this volume didn’t capture for me was the smell. You know what I’m talking about – the smell that only comes from ink, cheap newsprint, and age. The smell that digs up nostalgic feelings just as quickly as the words and drawings. But that’s a minor quibble. If I want the smell, I’ll rummage around the library and bring out the handful of original issues I still have, set ’em to the side while I read the shiny hardcover.
A word about the words – most of the stories don’t hold up well. They are what they are: short, often cheesy tales with twist endings. Dialogue that wouldn’t pass a single self-respecting editor today. (Twice in just this volume I saw the words “Good Lord! *Choke*”) But it all has its charm, its place, and let’s be honest – it wouldn’t be Creepy without it.
I’m sure I’m not the only one hoping Dark Horse keeps making these until they’ve reprinted every zombie, vampire, werewolf, ghost and revenge tale in the archives.
My flash fiction story “Danger Well” is available now in Shroud Magazine #3. Shroud‘s first couple of issues have featured fiction from authors such as Tom Piccirilli and Kealan Patrick Burke, so I’m really proud to be a part of it. Copies are available here.