Night in the Lonesome October: Heartbreak leads to a sinister after-dark journey - Tapa dura

DREADFUL TALES:
'DREADFUL TALES knocks all other offerings for six and presents a consistent collection of tales, almost every one of which manages to shock, delight and horrify through numerous ideas, characters and situations... a breath of fresh air in the stale UK Horror climate... Gets my vote as the best of 2000 by a long chalk' Shivers

'A terrifying collection of short stories that showcases the dark genius of a true master of the macabre' Books Magazine

'This is an author that does not pull his punches... A gripping, and at times genuinely shocking, read' SFX Magazine

'Dean Koontz and Stephen King normally dominate this territory. They had better watch out, Laymon is already staking a claim' Northern Echo

TRAVELLING VAMPIRE SHOW:
'If you are not already well acquainted with Richard Laymon, get to know him now. This is an enticing tale of three youngsters in a small American town' Manchester Evening News

'This gloriously inventive piece is probably Laymon's best book yet: dipping into the poetic vein of Ray Bradbury was clearly a vitalising exercise for him, and this is sheerly enjoyable... The prose here is rich and inventive, the atmosphere and scene-setting handled with real aplomb. Whatever you make of Laymon's earlier books, this is one you should try' News International Lineone

'Set in a sleepy American town in the summer of 1963, this rites of passage novel recreates the long, stifling days - and nights filled with possibilities - that distinguish the teenage years' Belfast Telegraph

PRAISE FOR PREVIOUS BOOKS:
'No one writes like Laymon and you're going to have a good time with anything he writes' Dean Koontz
'This author knows how to sock it to the reader' The Times,
If you've missed Laymon you've missed a treat' Stephen King,
'A brilliant writer' Sunday Express·
'AMONG THE MISSING is strikingly different. From the chilling opening...we are plunged into a disturbing world of twisted psychopathology' The Times
'In Laymon's books, blood doesn't so much drip drip as explode, splatter and coagulate' Independent
'Stephen King without a conscience' Dan Marlowe
'A gut-crunching writer' Time Out
'An uncanny grasp of just what makes characters work...readers turn the pages so fast they leave burn marks on the paper' Horrorstruck
'Incapable of writing a disappointing book' New York Review of Science Fiction
'One of the best and most reliable writers working today' Afraid
'Laymon's biggest strength is that he is able to provide lighthearted fun and disturb at the same time' Fear
'He's got a knack for creating characters you care about' Cemetery Dance
'There's not a crime novelist around who writes cleaner prose than Laymon - and few who can jack up the tension the way he does...Laymon likes to grasp readers by the neck with expert word-smithery, then haul them into a diabolical situation...once again, Laymon offers unexpected, well-rounded characters blown about in a narrative that moves like the wind.' Publishers Weekly
'A grisly cocktail of horror, murder and mayhem laced with Laymon's distinct blend of black humour. Great stuff.' Yorkshire Evening Press
'Richard Laymon doesn't disappoint with his latest offering.' Peterborough Evening Telegraph
''So fastpaced you find yourself reading it at the speed of a bullet from a gun...a rollercoaster ride of fear' Peterborough Evening Telegraph

Ed Logan is 20 years old and a sophomore at Willmington University. He's also been dumped by his girlfriend. Lonesome and broken-hearted, he decides to go for an aimless late-night walk. He doesn't know where he's headed. He doesn't know what he's going to do when he gets there. And he has absolutely no idea of the strange people he is about to meet. Like Casey, the athletic blonde who roams the streets as if she's on a mission. And then there's Randy, who's definitely on a mission - to make Ed's life hell. And then there's the others. Not exactly people. And very definitely not friendly. If Ed's not careful, he's not going to make it home at all...