An Open Letter to Catcallers


Dear assholes,

You know those things you say to women in the streets? Yeah, you have to cut that out. Seriously. Don’t tell me you mean nothing by it. Don’t tell me it’s harmless. Don’t tell me that’s how you let women know they’re beautiful. All those are silly, invalid excuses. If you verbally assault women in the streets, if you do absolutely anything to make them feel uncomfortable or threatened, you’re a scumfuck and need to quit it right now.

See, last week I received the last check from an online journalism course I was teaching for a university in New York. I was standing in line to use one of the two ATMs at my bank to deposit it when a pale woman wearing a black tank top joined the line for the other machine. The guy behind me said something about the strength of the tank top’s…

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WE ARE THE MARTIANS: a message from the Editor

Aim for the heart

WE ARE THE MARTIANS: The Legacy of Nigel Kneale, will now be published by the PS Publishing, not Spectral Press…

It has come to my attention that there are still some people who might not be aware of Spectral’s financial problems, and my decision to take the book to a new publisher.

It has also come to my attention that the process for contacting Spectral regarding refunds has not been as smooth nor as straight forward as might have been hoped.

In an effort to do what I can toward ameliorating this, it seems wise to make a statement here, and ask all who read it to please help disseminate this message so that everyone who preordered the book is made aware of the situation and of the right contact details for making enquiries about refunds.

First, and most importantly: If you preordered WE ARE THE MARTIANS from Spectral Press…

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Universal Monsters in review: Frankenstein (1931)

Great piece from fellow Gingernutter Dawn…

Machine Mean


While Dracula (1931) may have been the first, the granddaddy of the Universal Monster pictures, it was Frankenstein who set the monstrous industry into a golden era of bringing frightful stage plays into the silver screen. And likewise became the highlight of eccentric director James Whales’ career. I’m sure you’re probably thinking, “But Tommy, wasn’t one of Whales best pictures Journey’s End (1930), a full year before Frank made the big screen.” And yes. I would agree. Journey’s End was a fantastic war drama depicting the lives of British soldiers as they fought in trench warfare during the Great War and equally important as one of the first talkies. Be-that-as-it-may, it was Frankenstein to which the director really shined. And perhaps one could argue, it was his 1935 sequel, Bride of Frankenstein to which we could pin as his masterpiece. But that review will have to wait for another day. Today, the lovely…

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Latest review of my debut novel, GodBomb!




by Kit Power

North Devon, England. 1995. A born-again revival meeting in a public building. The usual mix of the faithful, the curious, and the desperate. And one other – an atheist suicide bomber. He’s angry. He wants answers. And if God doesn’t come and talk to him personally, he’s going to kill everyone in the building…

I came across this book on my kindle whilst looking for my next read. it was a recent acquisition but one that I couldn’t remember making. I didn’t know the title or the author and the cover didn’t look like anything that would have enticed me. I can only think that somebody has reviewed this book and done such a good job that I bought it straight away. If this is the case and you recognise yourself as that reviewer I would like to offer you my very great thanks. GodBomb! is…

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I’ve got this on pre-order. Looks amazing.

It’s been a long time coming, but my haunted video arcade novella Zero Lives Remaining is finally printed and ready to ship.

Shock Totem Publications faced several production delays on this title, but there was a big time payoff for that long wait: one of the coolest books I’ve ever had the pleasure of holding.

Here I am, this past weekend, signing them all:

signing ZLR.jpgPhoto by Ken Wood

You can go here to see pictures of the finished product and place your order (it comes packaged in a plastic VHS clamshell and with bonus liner insert and trading cards). These will sell out, Shock Totem just yesterday posted these pictures and already this limited edition is over 50% spoken for.

As I’ve said in previous posts: yes, this is an expensive (and relatively short) book, so if you’re on the fence about it or are not a collector know that…

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Have you read the UNSPOKEN?

In support of an important charity, and an incredible lineup…


My Dad has cancer. More than one kind in fact. He’s fighting hard, but cancer is a devious bugger. It hides, it lurks, and it pounces when you think it’s down and defeated.

Cancer is a monster.

It has been a presence in my life for as long as I can remember. I first came across it in the late Sixties. My Gran’s brother came back to town to die with his family. I was fascinated by this man, so thin as to be almost skeletal, wound in clothes that were many sizes too large for his frame, his skin so thin that I could see his blood moving… not pumping, for it had long since stopped moving enough to keep him alive long. He rarely spoke, just sat by the fire as if trying to soak up heat, his eyes frequently wet from tears, not of sadness, but of…

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Review: GodBomb by Kit Power (My Favorite Book of the Year So Far)

Now that’s a review… 😀

Horror Reviews for You

Book Description:

Somebody wants answers.

North Devon, England. 1995. A born-again revival meeting in a public building. The usual mix of the faithful, the curious, and the desperate. And one other – an atheist suicide bomber. He’s angry. He wants answers. And if God doesn’t come and talk to him personally, he’s going to kill everyone in the building.


GodBomb! takes place at a church revival service in England in 1995. The preacher of the church looks for any reason to convert someone and he thinks he has the perfect opportunity to do so when a young man asks, “Do you really believe God is real?” The preacher gets excited and asks the boy to come up on the stage. When the man walks to the front of the church, he’s acting odd and he soon reveals he has a bomb strapped to his chest and if God…

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Everyone's Devil

Hey cats and kittens,

It’s time for me to do a little begging. A couple of years ago C.A. Suleiman approached me about writing a story for his proposed shared world anthology, TALES OF THE LOST CITADEL. He sent me the writer’s bible and I was SOLD! He’s conceived it as what he calls a transmedia project–books, art (both digital and physical), music. All of it wrapped up in a post-apocalyptic high fantasy setting. That’s right, post-apocalyptic PRE-TECHNOLOGY! Magic, mayhem, murder, and… We’re not allowed to use the Zed-word–let’s call them the undead.

The last remaining mortal society in the world is the walled mountain city of Redoubt. This sprawling, heavily fortified bastion is the single island of life left in a world of the undead. Redoubt is home to hundreds of thousands of people—human and demihuman like. Stiflingly tyrannical where the rich and powerful dwell, hideously crime-ridden where want…

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