Category Archives: Horror

Welcome, Kenneth Gordon!






What would you do if a computer confronts you about a flaw in your programming?

Join Jeremiah Xidorn as he is taken from the world he thinks he knows into a place of decision. Will he side with his captors; will he fight back?

What does it mean to be human?






Kenneth Gordon grew up in Milford, NH and still lived in that state. When he isn’t writing scifi-infused horror novels, he plays PC games, electric and acoustic guitars, and drums. He also holds a brown belt in Kung Fu.





Interview with Landry Q. Walker!




The worlds of Star Wars are full of countless alien species, each stranger and more fascinating than the last. Here you’ll find six stories for kids about just some of the amazing aliens who appear in the smash-hit movie Star Wars: The Force Awakens. Featuring a dashing tale of piracy and double crosses, the story of a wise Jakku constable and an unfortunate droid, and a mystery that can be solved only by the gruff cook at Maz Kanata’s castle, this collection will bring thrills and chills as it takes you deep into the corners of your favorite galaxy far, far away. . . .

Constable Zuvio must get to the bottom of things when a faithful droid commits a bank robbery in “High Noon on Jakku.”

The Frigosian cryptosurgeons of Takodana give a criminal on the run just what she asks for in “The Face of Evil.”

The repugnant scrap trader Unkar Plutt may finally have met his match in the twisty tale “True Love.”

Bobbajo the Crittermonger spins a tale of bravery against impossible odds in the fable “All Creatures Great and Small.”

When his sous chef turns up dead, the cook at Maz Kanata’s castle holds an unusual competition to find the culprit in “A Recipe for Death.”

And pirates, gangs, and bounty hunters alike race to find precious cargo in “The Crimson Corsair and the Lost Treasure of Count Dooku.”





Here with me today is the one and only Landry Q. Walker!


1         Most obvious question I’m sure you get a lot.  What made you decide to become an author? 
I don’t recall if I have ever been asked it in general terms. Writing always appealed to me, and I had my eye on it before the age of ten. I decided to pursue writing (specifically comics) with more aggression in high school when I realized that I had all these amazingly talented friends wanting to draw comics but not producing much. So my thought was I could write comics that they would draw. I’m still making comics with those friends, both Eric Jones (artist of Supergirl Cosmic Adventures, Danger Club, and more) and Pannel Vaughn (colorist on Disney Adventures stuff).
2         Are you a panster or a plotter?
I had to look these terms up! Panster, for certain. Most of my work has a very rough outline – maybe a few scenes that I have locked in here and there. After that, it’s wherever the page takes me.
3         What is your writing process like?
Depends on the project. Comics I usually create a page template, then start plugging in small scene descriptions here and there, maybe a few bits of dialog in random places. Then It just grows from those seeds. I almost never write comics in a linear fashion. With prose, the exact opposite. I start with page one and end on the last page. I very rarely rewrite anything, but when I do I usually do I just through the old version out, maybe keeing one or two small bits, and start over.
Key for my process is music. Finding the right music to inspire is an absolute must, and I wills it and stare tat the blank page until I find the right music. Then I put that music on loop, usually for hours, sometimes for days or weeks. I get to where I hear that piece of music in my sleep, and with every note I remember all the little dialog and scene moments that flash into my head while listening.  Because of this, I pretty much never take notes – excpet when I do. Then I write them all over my wall.
4         Where do you get your ideas for your books? 
Depends on the piece. Sometimes I’m inspired by a bit of work I’ve watched or read. Sometimes it’s just random. Sometimes I’m inspired by genre trpes and the idea of playing with them.
5         How many books have you written?  And do you have a favorite?
Comics? No idea how many now. Many of them were drawn by the aformentioned Eric Jones. We used to keep count. Now? It seems like a lot to me, but I’m not insanely prolific either.
Prose books I’ve written maybe a dozen – three of which are available to the general public. The rest were written for Disney to use internally, I think. Avengers origin, Black Widow origin, that sort of thing. I think other creators they have hired have been given them to read. Not really sure.
Favorite? In terms of comics… difficult to say. I’m very fond of this Batman comic I wrote – Joker’s Asylum: Mad Hatter. It’s a story about compulsion. I wanted to explore the insanity of Batman villians in a way that’s less glamorous than writers usually choose. The book came out great, but that’s really due to the incredible art of industry legend Keith Giffen. His pencils, with light finsihes by equally legendary Bill Sinkiewicz, really sold my poor script.
In terms of prose – if we were to count each Star Wars story I wrote seperately (six short stories), my favorite is The Crimson Corsair and the Lost Treasure of Count Dooku. I could have kept writing and writing that book. As it was, I went well over the word count I was assigned.
6         What do you like to do besides writing?
Hanging out with friends and family. Hunting for comics at stores or flea markets. Arguing or learning about the craft of comic book storytelling. Medieval history. Archery.
7         So, obviously, you’re a Star Wars fan.  How long have you been a fan?  And what intrigued you to write short stories set in this expansive universe to begin with?
I saw Star Wars when it opened. I was six years old. Some time shortly after I was somehow at a birthday party held for a child at George Lucas’ house. Mark Hamill was there. There were these resin or acryic “May The Force Be With You” stars on the tables. We got to take that home. Star Wars was pretty much all that mattered for the next several years. Go figure.
8         If you could sit down and meet with any one Star Wars character, who would it be and why?
Ahsoka. She is the very best. That is why.
9         You’re book titled Star Wars: Tales From a Galaxy Far, Far Away: Aliens Volume One was released as a hard cover a few months back.  Did you have any involvement in the cover art design?  Where did you get the ideas for the titles for each short story?  Anything particular inspire them?
No involvment on my end on the art whatsoever. It was a wonderful surprise seeing the entire book in physical form. The titles were a combined effort. I think I came up with some. I know Jennifer Heddle deserves solid credit on that front. It’s all a blur, really. That said, everything about those stories is based on individual genres. And we all really wanted those genres to come through with the titles. I think it worked out pretty solidly.
10       Out of all the characters you got to write about in these short stories, which one is your favorite? 
Crimson Corsair! Well, even more than that, the character that shows up at the end of the Crimson Corsair story. Truthfully, I could make a case about what I enjoyed of each of them.
11       So apparently I’m not the only one who bought a Constable Zuvio figurine when it came out. 😉  I personally, after his image was revealed before the movie came to theaters, was looking forward to meeting him in the movie.  He looked awesome!  Unfortunately, that didn’t happen, but thanks to you, we got to learn a little bit more about the elusive Kyuzo, since we were all wondering what happened to him.   But as I was reading his short story, there were a couple questions I had.  It’s alright if you can’t answer them.
Constable Zuvio remains a favorite of mine. I would have liked to see him in the film, but it really doesn’t bother me that we didn’t. The world of Star Wars is so vast, there’s always been plenty of room for non-film characters.
I probably can’t answer any of these. Let’s find out!
12       My first question is, does he know Rey?  Or is she just another scavenger beneath his watchful gaze?
I plead the fifth!
13       Has he always been humorless, or is that just a byproduct from living with a bunch of thieves and cutthroats?
I feel like his demeanor and his strong sense of justice are both natural to him. But that’s just what I was thinking when I wrote the story. I don’t think I explored any such backstory in the book, so it remains just a bit of motivation I mentally assigned to drive my writing of Zuvio forward.
14       How did he and his cousins even wind up in a place like Niima Outpost?  Have they ever even seen their homeworld Phatrong?
15       Do you think we might get more stories in the future of some of these characters?  And if that were an option, which ones would you like to keep writing about?
All I could really say is that I would love to write more with all these characters. Absolutely. First choice, Crimson Corsair and crew. Second choice, Constable Zuvio. I’d also like to do a follow up with Ryn Biggleston some day.
16       Also, I’m assuming from True Love that Crolutes and Gilliands DO NOT look anything alike?  By the way, this short story cracked me up.  It was so good and totally took me through a loop.
My assumption is that your assumption is absolutely correct.
17       Finally, do you have any advice for aspiring writers out there?
Make your own opportunities. Break all the rules. Don’t wait for an invitation. And most importantly, WRITE.
Thank you, Landry, for sharing your time and answers with us!  You can find Landry at his social media links below:







Welcome, Trevor Tallmadge


The Hungry Earth

The Hungry Earth by Trevor Tallmadge

Paul and Adriel are a fairly new couple, still exploring and sharing their worlds with one another. But their mutual naivete of her family’s heritage cause them to awaken things that were meant to stay dormant. Now, with the little knowledge they’ve been able to muster, they’re trying to keep up with something way over their heads…and deep beneath their feet.

In an era of remakes and reprocessed ideas in the present cinematic landscape, author Trevor Tallmadge responded by delving into the rich worlds of Greek and Wiccan mythologies as they might find themselves in a modern day setting. Tallmadge has found these rarely explored opportunities as a deep pool of relatively untapped manna and this book is his reaction to a stagnant world of suppressed creativity.

This book is a psychological thriller, involving Greek and Wiccan mythologies, in the horror/fantasy genre.

Available now at:

Amazon Elementa


First Watch

He awoke in what seemed like a confined space. Lying face up he felt as though something was directly above him and he lifted his hands to feel a suffocating length of unfinished wood. For a heart-stopping second he thought he was in a coffin, buried alive. But then he noticed dim light in his periphery and stretched his arms out to the sides, feeling nothing but air. In total confusion and disorientation, he rolled out from underneath a coffee table and found himself alone in the living area of Adriel’s mother’s house. Mythic moonlight lit the round, open space. But he had absolutely no idea how he got there and had no prior experience with sleepwalking or ever waking up in strange places before. Absently, he wandered around in a sleepy daze, trying to understand what had happened. There was nothing out of the ordinary here but he knew something was off and made his way to the front door. Stepping out onto the porch, he glanced around at the circular driveway and beyond, dimly aware of a crisp cold that engulfed his naked body. He scanned the trees where the boughs were swaying on the sea of a gentle breeze, ebbing and flowing to a silent wind. And that was the weird part. There was no sound; no chirping of crickets, no scurrying of woodland creatures, no hooting of owls or any evidence that anything existed at all. Ever. It felt like he was the last man on earth; solitary and vulnerable. And scared. Really very disturbingly scared as he watched the dark trees waving at him.

And Cody was nowhere.

Off to his right he noticed a speck of color. Actually, as he zeroed in on it, there were two specks of color. Round, orange dots on the ground that he couldn’t identify. He listened for a sound, any kind of sound, but was only met with perfect quiet, like he had turned mute all the sudden. And within that total absence of noise blared a long and distant ringing. The silence was deafening, and all he could do was stare at those two flecks of orange that he now noticed had tiny red points in their center, like retinas. His curiosity hypnotized him and he turned his head back and forth to gain a better perspective of what he was looking at. It was as if he were peering into a 3D poster, dilating his eyes with different degrees of focus before discovering the image in its depths. And so he saw them. Two eyes fixed, steadily, on his; not further away on the ground like he thought but much closer, suspended in the black air of night, just out of reach of the moonlight. He issued an odd gasp as his skin prickled with unwanted awareness. The rational portion of his mind tried to matrix in the rest of a body, but there was none; just eyes and nothing more. Still, he felt something approach him; approach his soul and approach his heart. That’s when his adrenaline kicked in and the alarm in his mind moved his legs back into the house. Just when the door connected with the frame there was a wrong rush of wind, as if the something on the lawn made a desperate effort to attack him, but he was safely inside and his hand turned the locks, shakily.

Dizzy with fear, Paul apprehensively checked the windows to make sure they were all locked. Not seeing any hint of the lunatic on the grass, he returned to the bedroom. Adriel was asleep on her side and was breathing, rhythmically, to his reluctant relief. He sat on his side of the bed and sipped at a glass of water, unable to make sense of what he had just experienced. Sleep was the only answer now so he rotated himself into the sheets and concentrated on Adriel’s soothing breath. She shifted slightly at his movements but remained asleep, and he listened with amusement as her breathing turned into a soft, little snore. He smiled to himself and closed his eyes, breathing in through his nose and out his mouth, just like Dr. Bo instructed, as a relaxation exercise to calm his nerves. As he focused on keeping a measured pace, Paul gradually realized that Adriel’s snoring was growing louder…and more labored… and raspier. Her coarse, choking breath turned into the beginnings of a low snarl, and he opened his eyes. It looked like she was much larger, then. With her back to him, her shoulders seemed to be twice their normal size, and gaining mass, as her snarling swelled to the angry warning of a growl; all the while, unmoving. Paul sank into the mattress of his mind with an all-consuming horror that he finally surrendered to when the growling permeated the room around him and forced him down into the hell of the earth.

Only when he woke up did he know it was a dream.

About the Author

Trevor Talmadge photo_largeTrevor Tallmadge is an author of a psychological thriller in the fantasy/horror genre. After posting his book on the Publisher’s Desk website, he earned their Gold Star Award. He was matched up with Elementa, an imprint of Wisehouse Publishing.

Author website:

Help us spread the word about this Highlighted Author feature! Share this feature on social media and follow us on: