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Publishers Weekly starred review

Publishers Weekly starred review

Holy fricken moley! The Measure of Sorrow just got a Publishers Weekly starred review!
The debut collection from Ashley-Smith (Ariadne, I Love You) proves that he can pack just as much of a punch in short horror fiction as in his Shirley Jackson Award–winning longer work. Throughout these 10 stories, his talent for scene-setting especially shines; the inherent alienation of the rural Australian settings of “The Family Madness” and “The Measure of Sorrow” do as much to enhance their protagonists’ breaks with reality as the teeming, humid rainforest lends to the collapsing rot of one man’s life in “Our Last Meal.” The bushfire-charred moonscape of once-familiar picnic grounds exists in deeply uncanny parallel to a mostly destroyed family trying to survive however they can in “Old Growth,” and a flood-rotted dream house falls out from under a mother-to-be in “The Moth Tapes.” Perhaps best of all is “The Black Massive,” set in England, in the gray edge between the city and the fens, where two teenage ravers fall in with a man offering them chemical escape, a beat they can dance to, and an introduction to the darkness of the void beyond death. For lovers of voicey, elegant prose that lingers for days in the corners of the mind, this is highly recommended.

You can check out the review at Publishers Weekly.

Damnation Games in the house…

Damnation Games in the house…

Look what the postie brought, just in time for Christmas! Chuffed to have my story Men Without Faces in this anthology of crime and supernatural horror, alongside some of my favourite authors in the genre. Big thanks to Alan Baxter for the invitation and pulling this beast together.

Damnation Games cover
Extract from the story Men Without Faces

Men Without Faces

Men Without Faces

Daz was munted. Right off his tits. So much whizz ripped through his system he hadn’t slept in three days—now it felt like he’d never slept, would never sleep again. Things moved in the corners of his vision that weren’t there when he looked. He swayed in the queue outside Romero’s, half leant against Banger.

Around them, clubbers shuffled in the cold and dark. Chatter, tension, anticipation hung with plumes of breath and cigarette smoke in the autumn night. The walls of the club—a semi-industrial concrete box as charming and adorned as an electrical substation—throbbed as though some creature of bass were pounding against them. Light pooled around the entrance. Two bouncers loomed either side: a squat bald-headed ogre, wider than he was tall; and a pro-wrestler type with a blond ponytail. They ushered in a gaggle of shivering, bare-shouldered girls, who bopped and swayed as the music drew them inward. Behind Daz, the queue dissolved in writhing shadows. The orange traceries of cigarette tips hung in the air like some occult script Daz could almost read…