Poetry: The Barghest’s Revenge


The Barghest rose from stirring gloom
Through creeping shadows of my room
The dangling keys about his wrists
Like tiny bells foretelling doom.

O’er to my bed he slithered, black
His skin mottled like mordant wax
All tufts of hair in ancient cysts
Sprouting from nose, toes, ears, and back.

With a voice smooth as mercury
Thus he whispered, musically
“Find you the door that matches this,”
And in his hand offered a key.

The toothed, black spindle in his palm
Was twisted, sharp, nine inches long.
Heavy as ages in my grip,
It filled my ears with eldritch song.

“Go you to Edinburgh, my dear,”
The monster said into my ear
“In Robert’s Close, when moonlight-kiss’d
By his name, you must dig near.”

“There you will find a secret trove
Buried ‘neath the roots and bones
With this key I to you inflict
The chance to see your sweet love, Rose.”

I did not ask him what he meant
I did not call him when he went
Drifting like some poisonous mist
To dissipate into the vent.

A year had passed since Rose’s death
Nights I spent whoring, whiskey-vexed
Her shape was still equally missed
On unwashed sheets only half dressed.

For every love has its goodbye
All bright flowers wither and die
Time and death, we cannot resist
And sirens stir in the decline.



I left my silver weapons home
‘Twas ten good years since they had shone
Our land dreaming and safe adrift
At last its final devils gone.

We cleansed the highlands and the low
Purged clear loch to Roman stone
Bags of copper spilled through our fists
With not a monster left to roam.

The last ones fled, or hid, or died
I can still hear every black cry
Those loathing hexes, gravely hissed
The Barghests’ were no milder kind.

And now I traveled those same roads
Until that Royal Mile I strode
Robert’s Close, could such place exist?
The cobbles cursed under my brogues.

In Grassmarket, at last I found
An alleyway, all spectral-bound
A name was written in dark script
Of a prince who’d never been crowned.

I scored a shovel for my work
In rusted iron, solace lurked
Imagining my future tryst
I staked it in the hardened earth.

Three feet deep, lay a small casket
A crude, wicker, coffin-basket
Its hard shell made my shovel slip
I kneeled down and unlatched it.

Inside the box, a woman’s skull
But no, not human, not at all
The fangs, the hair, those silver wisps
All bound within a crown of awls.



The Barghest rasped into my ear
“How could they bury my love here?
Give her a grave as poor as this?
Monster hunter, it was but fear.”

“During your righteous purge for men
You toxified my family’s den
Never will my wife part her lips
To sing our babes asleep again.”

“See you why I had to infect her?
Why your Rose never got better?
The great trouble with fairness is
Blood for blood just makes us wetter.”

Oh how I raged, debased, and howled
I slashed them, punched them, kicked, and scowled
But my foe had returned to mist
I lay amidst a leering crowd.

I was street-side, covered in filth
A madman preaching madmen’s ilk
I closed my eyes and reminisced
As watchmen drove me up the hill.

Now in my cell, dank, black, and bare
I can taste the old, piss-sour air
I dream of secret doors promised
And retch at demons hidden there.

LURK is on Audible


Quick update to let you all know that LURK is out on audiobook, exclusively for Audible! I’ve been an Audible fanboy for years, probably since within about a month of when they launched, so this is pretty exciting for me personally. The audiobook is read by the incredible Kevin Meyer.

Stay scared, creeps.

New Cover Reveal

Hiya friends. I’m pretty thrilled right now. As of tonight, the Kindle version of LURK will have a new cover, which I think is pretty phenomenal. Take a lurk:



Why change it, you ask? Quite simply, I didn’t think the old cover was perfect for the book. In the vast literary jungle that is Amazon, there are hundreds of thousands of novels both traditionally and self-published that all have good covers, and to even get a click-through for someone to read your blurb these days, your cover can’t just be good… it needs to be eye-popping.

So… there it is.


Paperbacks will be updated sometime next week. And as always, if you haven’t read it yet, Part One is free to read here.

Turkey and Good Old Fashioned, Got-Danged Terror

There is no such joy in the tavern as on the Kindle with free goddamned books.

Quick announcement to let you all know that Lurk will be free all Thanksgiving on Kindle, from 11/22 – 11/26. That’s zero dollars. As in free ninety nine. As in five finger discount. As in the punchline of a bad “your mom” joke. So if you’ve been on the fence, know someone on the fence, or know someone who knows someone who has a fence and might possibly one day be on it (or just someone who is looking for an unsettling, creepy read), give them a recommendation and that there link.

And as always, if you read the book and enjoy it, please consider leaving an honest review.

Lurk is On Sale For $0.99


I opened a hole,

I opened a hole,

The discounted ebooks

Go in the soil…


One dollar, folks. Step reeeeiiiight up. That’s less than a shot of plum vodka in a Polish Pijalnia. That’s less than an item on the McDonald’s dollar menu. That’s less than a pack of Trident White, and I know, since I have a problem and chew at least a pack of that stuff a day. One dollar.

For a limited time, Lurk will be on sale for $.99 USD. The sale ends Thursday, November 10.

Don’t wait.


My 10 Favorite Horror Novels (That Aren’t By Stephen King)

Halloween might be over, but that doesn’t mean you can’t still enjoy these 10 hair-raising reads by the masters of horror.

Everyone knows autumn is the perfect time of year to curl up in your favorite chair with a good, creepy read. The leaves are changing, the beer is getting thicker and darker, the rain makes the backyard smell like time and wet soil, and your social media becomes filled with pictures of your friends’ kids dressed like pumpkins and dogs wearing plushy shark fins.

Yet many readers don’t know there is a whole genre’s worth of horror novels out there that doesn’t start and end with Stephen King (and I am saying this as a Stephen King mega-fan). So, I figured I’d bang out a list of my favorite scary stories I’ve read recently to give a signal boost to works that I feel should be causing more readers out there to be shitting their pants. Hope you brought some fresh ones…


10. Bird Box

Josh Malerman’s sleeper hit imagines a post-apocalyptic world where the beings that ended civilization still linger, driving anyone who looks upon them mad. As such, those who have survived have adapted to living life mostly blind. They live in houses with boarded-up windows and cannot go outside without blindfolds; for many, it has been years since they’ve seen sunlight. A taut, beautifully-written tale that is one of the few examples I can think of where present-tense narration works well. Also has one of the most hair-raising endings of any book, ever.


9. Wraiths of the Broken Land

Written by the screenwriter and director of 2015’s indie smash hit Bone Tomahawk, S. Craig Zahler revisits the horror western with a grim moral play about a family trying to rescue their stolen daughters from a secret whorehouse reputed to be the most brutal den of twisted hedonism South of the Border. While set sometime during the 1800s, the tale feels outside of time, and is told with a lyrical style that mimics Cormac McCarthy in the best way. Abject and disgusting, yet powerfully redemptive. If you lovingly cringed through the blood-soaked Wild Western horrors of Bone Tomahawk, this book is more of that, but on crack. In fact, I liked it so much I put it on this list instead of the much more famous novel that clearly inspired it – McCarthy’s Blood Meridian – because Zahler deserves your attention. If even Kurt Russell recommends this book, you should just f***ing read it.


8. Hex

Dutch newcomer Thomas Olde Heuvelt wrote two versions of this story, one in his native language, and another for American audiences, and while I can’t comment on the original, the premise and execution of this present-day story about a New England town haunted by a witch whose apparition is both scientifically verifiable and won’t let anyone leave without grave consequences, is both timely and bone-chilling. The weirdness and nearly satirical tone of the first chapter put me off at first, but I tried again a few weeks after my first false start, and I’m certainly glad I gave this book another chance. It is the perfect example of a book that strikes the balance between a serious novel of ideas, and a campfire tale that makes you want to hide under the covers.


7. The Terror

This nearly 800-page eldritch abomination of a novel will take you a long time to read, but don’t let the length put you off. Within this massive icebreaker of a tome is the saga of the lost Franklin Expedition you haven’t heard… about how the 120 or so members of the Royal Navy who went hunting for the Northwest Passage in 1846 and were icebound for three years in the Arctic Circle didn’t just die of the cold and of scurvy, but were hunted by a terror borne of the ice that ended up being my favorite monster in the history of creature features. And I have seen some creature features. The bars of downtown Aberdeen, Scotland on a Friday night. UC Santa Cruz’s Porter Meadow on April 20th. Halloween in Austin. I’ve seen it all, and the Tuunbaq takes the cake.


6. Uzumaki (Spirals)

The pinnacle of the body horror subgenre, this is Japanese cartoonist Junji Ito’s masterpiece, a series of interwoven vignettes about a sleepy seaside town that becomes “infected with spirals.” Most know Ito from the viral webcomic The Enigma of Amigara Fault, which was first published in his Gyo anthology. Read it sometime and you’ll have a good idea what Uzumaki is all about.


5. Seed

Ania Ahlborn’s killer debut spun a lot of heads for two reasons; one, because even back in 2011 it still wasn’t that common to see a wildly successful woman author of horror, and also because said author happened to be self-published. While pretty slow to start, Seed works because it turns the conventions of possession stories on their collective heads, and finishes with such a gore-splattered Shakespearean tragedy that it’s simply unforgettable.


4. Slade House

Newcomers to the David Mitchell-verse will likely miss many of this short, dense novella’s homages to his other, longer works – Mitchell’s works typically feed off each other, like those of another certain horror author who isn’t on this list – but even as a standalone, Slade House doesn’t skimp on chills. Imagine the Winchester Mystery House but seated on a quiet back ally of an English village. Its front gate isn’t always there, and those who enter don’t always return. Now add a dash of psychic horror, evil twinning, and Mitchell-level prose mastery, and your mental picture will start to resemble this book. A fantastic entry into the vast, wonderful body of Mitchell’s works, and a phenomenal scary story in its own right.


3. I Have No Mouth and I Must Scream

The seminal post-apocalyptic tale about a tiny group of survivors trapped underground after the end of the world, who are not able to die, and must live forever at the hands of the sadistic A.I. who caused the cataclysmic event. While the plot of this relatively short story can be conveyed in a sentence or two, its real power is in Ellison’s cutting wit and the harsh shadows cast by his descriptions of the pain and hopelessness of his heroes.


2. Lurk

Full disclosure: the author of this blog post also wrote this book. Yes, its inclusion on this list is meant to be tongue-in-cheek. I don’t put myself anywhere near the same league as the other writers on this list. Consider this just a casual nudge toward a book I think you might really enjoy, or at least get creeped out by, if you like the others on this list. Lurk is a descent-into-madness story in the tradition of The Shining with an extra dash of college binge drinking, undead dance parties, zydeco music, and California soul. You can get it here for four bucks. If you’d prefer to read a sample chapter, the first chapter is free to read here.


1. Song of Kali

I still think about this story of a Western journalist drawn to Kolkatta by the promise of interviewing a semi-mythical poet who was reportedly kidnapped and murdered by a death cult, only to mysteriously reappear alive and with no memory of the events, years after I first read it. The burn is slow, and the story conservative both in its employment of gore and jump scares as well as its moral, but damn if this one didn’t send chills up my spine. I don’t think any story I will ever read could haunt me like Song of Kali.


Be sure to visit your local library or independent book seller to see if they have any of these great reads! -A. Vine

We Want Paperbacks!


We want paperbacks! We HAVE paperbacks! The paperback for LURK is back up on Amazon. And no, it won’t cost you five hundred bones. This is the real paperback being sold by yours truly, through Lilydog Books. I knocked a few bucks off the price of the old one, since I thought $16.99 was too high (the previous publisher set that price). So it is now $14.99 for a paperback copy and $3.99 for the ebook.

Happy Halloween!


Second Time’s the Charm


A quick one to let y’all know the Kindle edition of Lurk is for sale again over on Amazon. It went out of print for a few months due to issues with the previous publisher. Paperbacks will be coming in about a week. If you really can’t wait, or you’re flat broke, I still may be willing to send you one of my author copies for free-ninety-nine in exchange for an honest review. I also created a Facebook page so give me an add there if you haven’t yet. Holla