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A Deep Dive into The Devil’s Work

The Devil’s Work is a short story I created to explore one man’s experience of Hell as a serial killer and cannibal. The Devil’s Work is the story of the first time Wesley Black dies and captures a brief moment during his multiple life prison sentences. Wesley Black is an inmate in the world’s most secure prison, Outpost 86. Outpost 86 is a structure with several levels below ground and several above. It is situated near the South Pole next to the Transantarctic Mountains and was built as part of the creation of a new branch of government in charge of overpopulation of prisons. Wesley chooses to live underground because of greater opportunity for privacy, and the permafrost helps extend the shelf-life of the meat of his victims.

Outpost 86’s remote location offers a unique opportunity to create a prison without cells or guards. A single cyanide filled chamber facilitates entry and exit from the prison making local security obsolete. The prisoners regulate themselves through survival of the fittest and security is provided by its remote location and the inhospitable environment escapees would face in the unlikely event they got out of the prison.

Because of the lack of formal security, Wesley can continue to murder and eat people in the nearly vacant lower levels. Only society’s worst criminals are committed to Outpost 86 which makes the population relatively sparse in such a huge facility. At the time The Devil’s Work takes place Outpost 86 is less than 25% filled, and with total square footage several times larger than The Pentagon, there are plenty of isolated places. Wesley uses this isolation to carry out his nefarious practices and lives his life in relative peace as the other inmates lack the stomach for his lifestyle. As one of the initial inmates, he has always carried an imposing presence and instilled a certain level of fear into subsequent arrivals who are happy to leave him alone in his subterranean lair.

Before his time at Outpost 86, Wesley was a medical doctor who exhibited acute psychopathic behavior. Wesley controlled this behavior well, but occasionally the urge would get so strong he would have to act on his impulses to get it out of his system for a while. This recurring theme led to the longest and most prolific serial killing spree in history and launched Dr. Wesley Black into the history books upon his conviction.

His mental illness influenced the decision to opt out of the death penalty and to place Wesley into the newly constructed Outpost 86 where he could serve his time and subsequently fulfill the facilities’ medical needs. This alleviated the need for outside doctors and put Wesley’s medical expertise to some use. Unfortunately, it also gave him all the tools necessary to continue his psychotic episodes and raise his victim count.

Wesley lived a normal childhood devoid of the normal tragic experiences traditionally associated with mental illness like molestation or abuse, so the circumstances surrounding his affliction are unclear. He earned excellent grades throughout his education and graduated with honors from John Hopkins University. On paper, his life was the model of success and control, but he waged a constant war with an unseen inner demon that forced him to carve a normal existence from the cacophony of psychological disharmony in which he perpetually existed.

Outpost 86 will be featured in its own full-length novel that is currently in work, in which Wesley Black plays a significant role in the story. It portrays the moment Wesley Black dies and sets the stage for the events in The Devil’s Work. This spin-off story grew from an urge to explore events in Wesley Black’s life that I felt did not fit into Outpost 86. I am also planning to write a novel about Wesley Black’s life before he was sentenced to Outpost 86 and chronicle his life as a serial cannibal. Click on the cover below to buy The Devil’s Work from Amazon for only .99 cents.

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Who is Mr. Crispy?

 

 

Mr. Crispy is a character in my Purgatory series. He is a pyromaniac that gets caught in a blaze of his own making and dies.  He winds up in Purgatory sporting the scars of his sins.  Mr. Crispy is not his real name, but it is the name bestowed upon him by the Purgatorial community after his arrival. His skin is charred black and mottled with shiny swollen areas that constantly seep pus and plasma from eternally fresh wounds. Purgatory’s inhabitants bear the evidence of their sins for all to see and Mr. Crispy will be afflicted with his burns until a higher power sees fit to let him pass. This is a sentiment he begins to doubt as time creeps on and there is no communication or interaction with God. He feels he has surely atoned for any sins out of the agony of his existence alone and is beginning to think there is no place to move on to.

Mr. Crispy, formerly know as…well, you don’t get to know his real name yet, is a young man of undetermined age, however, I see him as being in his early teens. He is a typical teen, aside from a strong desire to burn things, but feels like an outsider because of his affliction. The fact he recognizes it as an affliction means he knows better than to do it, but lacks the self-control to fight the urge. This secret weighs upon him and defines his interaction with his friends; slightly introverted, guarded, and quick to make an excuse to bugger off from group activities. He would much rather spend time alone than with people so he doesn’t have to hide his dark side, his dark friend, as he often thinks of that part of himself.

Fire intrigues him and he has wielded it for so long that he feels in control of it. There was only one time that control slipped from his grasp, but since the fire was contained in his neighbor’s back yard and was extinguished quickly, his illusion of control held. His final battle with his dark friend made him realize how small and inconsequential he was compared to nature, and could have been a therapeutic turning point for him had he won. Tragic situations sometimes have a way of clearing one’s head and changing perspective, but all to often people don’t get the chance to use that realization to enact positive personal change. Maybe part of what makes situations like his so tragic is that the answer shows itself too late to help, like deciding too late the correct course of action to avoid an automotive collision.

His personality does not improve any after reaching Purgatory.  He loathes his situation, but is happy he is not in Hell, regardless of how much fire is there. He loathes his neighbors, except for the beautiful but troubled Annabelle, an ex porn-star with whom he is infatuated despite her…shall we say rather noticeable genitals. He is confused about the physics of Purgatory as it seems things are possible there that weren’t when he was alive; more of a dream-like state where his environment can change on a whim, leaving him often ill-prepared for his circumstances.  He is stuck in this suburban version of Hell and can find no peace.

Mr. Crispy has discovered a hidden side, a special place where he can go to another dimension, an escape from one Purgatory into another. This second Purgatory is more reminiscent of when he was alive and it draws him incessantly.  Spending time between the two realities has caused him to be confused as to which one is real, or if they both are real. His struggles are not only physical, but mental and psychological as well as he fights to figure out reality and reaffirm his sanity.  Will he figure out which dimension is real? Is it even possible? Will he learn the truth about where and who he is? Is there a Heaven or Hell?  The second reality and the ensuing struggle are introduced in Purgatory: Episode II. Both stories can be accessed by clicking on the pictures below or the hyperlinks in this post. I hope you get to meet Mr. Crispy, he is quite a character and his continued adventures will be chronicled in future episodes.  Happy reading.

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What Grabs You Too

What Grabs You Too is only .99 cents at Amazon.com.

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Posted by on February 17, 2014 in Promotions

 

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Ocularity

Ocularity

Something horrible has happened and Jamie may be the only survivor in the city. Eyeless corpses litter the streets, testing the limits of his sanity as he searches for others. Jamie’s search turns into a fight for survival; he is being hunted by something more terrible than he could ever imagine.

Ocularity has been accepted by Horrified Press and will be featured in their Nightmare Illustrated magazine.

 
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Posted by on February 17, 2014 in Promotions

 

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Welcome Severed Press Author, Nathan Robinson

I would like to introduce an English author with a knack for the macabre. Nathan Robinson’s wonderfully cheerful personality belies his ability to instill fear in his readers, so sit back and enjoy meeting this talented author.

Right-o. Hi everybody!

I’ll be quick, I’ll introduce myself then tell you a little bit about my debut novel. I know you’re busy, so I won’t keep you long.

I’ve been reading for as long as I can remember. I loved Roald Dahl as a kid, so after that horror was a natural step after his twisted children’s tales. It was just so out there and different from everything else. Horror, done well, is never boring as it reminds us of the fragility of our lives and the fact that we aren’t invincible. We can bleed and we can quite often be hurt yet still live to tell the tale.

English was the only thing I was good at school. I wasn’t the best, but it was the only thing I vaguely triumphed at. From about the age of twelve onwards I wrote stupid little stories for my own entertainment. Now for some reason all those C’s stuck with me and here I am today; a minor Z-list author who’s simply happy at being listed on Amazon.

Three years ago my wife and I found out that we were having twins, so I decided to have a proper go at writing and completed my first short story about zombie chickens. I called it ‘The Chicken in Black’ and sent it off to a competition on www.spinetinglers.co.uk where a month later I found out I’d won first prize. A cheque for £100 followed and there I was; a writer who didn’t just write for fun. I’d been paid!

More short story acceptances followed from many different editors and publishers including Rainstorm Press, House of Horror/Panic Press, Black Hound Press, Static Movement, Knight Watch Press and many more including seven more monthly winners on Spinetinglers. I wasn’t exactly rolling in it but it’s nice to have a hobby that pays a little back. One of the proudest moments of my ‘career’ would have to be my acceptance for story ‘Top of the Heap’ by www.pseudopod.org run by great bunch of people who turned one of silly stories bloody marvellous podcast. I’d been adapted which was great but then it started to get fantastic reviews, it was even voted one of the best stories of 2011 on the forum. Out of over fifty stories throughout the year I came in second favourite. Plus they gave $100 for the rights. Why would I not want to write?

I write when I can. I used to write at night, but with two young children in the house sleep becomes a precious commodity, currency even.

Some would see this as bad at the time, but I was made redundant as a builder and had to start over, first washing cars in the depths of winter for minimum wage, then I landed a job delivering office furniture the length and breadth of the country which consisted of me sitting in the passenger seat of a van for three hours a day.

So what do I do for three hours?”

“Anything you want.”

So I write and read on the company dime, as long as I get the job done they don’t care. I love it. I read a book a week, even taking up the post of chief book reviewer at www.snakebitehorror.co.uk where people send me free books for me to give my opinion on. Please don’t hate me.

I completed my first novel this summer and sent it off to Severed Press, an Australian horror publisher whose anthology Dead Bait I thoroughly enjoyed. My thought being that the horror market in the Southern Hemisphere wouldn’t be as saturated as the rest of the world. Strangely, I was right. Severed Press accepted ‘Starers’ and bingo I was a fully fledged author with my own book out, I wasn’t sharing the pages with anybody, just me. I never fantasised about mansions, supermodels and Ferraris. All I ever dreamt about was having my own book published, now that dreams come true what is everything that comes after? Bonus? Extras?

Who cares? I’ve family that loves me and a book deal, so whatever happens next . . . it’s all a dream anyway.

I was inspired to write Starers one evening when I was drawing the curtains to my living room and I saw an old man at the bus stop across the road staring at our house. Now, we live in a newly built house and we often have people looking and pointing at our house as it stands out from the older properties on our street, so this was nothing unusual. For whatever reason I looked out the window about an hour later and the old man was still stood at the bus stop still staring at our house. So then the seed popped. What if he was still there in the morning? Still staring. So I started writing, first as a short story before it took off on its own tangent. What if more people joined the old man? What if a crowd of hundreds appeared outside my house, just staring. What would you do? What could you do? So I made up a typical family called the Keene’s and put them in that situation and let the story flow from there. So much so I’m currently penning a sequel with a third in the planning stages. All this from an old man staring from across the road; there must be something wrong with me.

Imagine if you found yourself the attention of the entire world . . .

The dysfunctional Keene family awaken one Saturday to find several strangers and neighbours staring at their home. Events turn more bizarre when more hypnotised strangers arrive, all seemingly transfixed with those within the Keene household. As the ominous crowd gathers and grows larger by the hour the Keene’s find themselves under siege in their own home. With hundreds, then thousands of bodies pressing against the walls of their home, a rising body count and grim premonitions plaguing their dreams, the family must work together to discover who or what is controlling the Starers.

Starers published by Severed Press and is available on Kindle and paperback from Amazon

Product Details

http://www.amazon.com/dp/B009KC27CS

Nathan Robinson lives in Scunthorpe, England with his wife/editor and two adoring twin sons. He writes best at 77mph and enjoys world beers and running through the woods. He’s had many short stories published in various anthologies. Starers is his first novel.

Follow Nathan on facebook at www.facebook.com/NathanRobinsonWrites where you can find a complete list of his stories.

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Twitter @natthewriter

Goodreads- http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/2502817.Nathan_Robinson

Amazon Author page- http://www.amazon.co.uk/-/e/B0078D2XQG

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Thank you Nathan, it has been a pleasure to meet you and I’ve enjoyed learning about your growth as an author. Starers can be purchased on Amazon through the links provided on this page, get your copy of this great read now! Please take some time to peruse the links to Nathan’s sites. Keep writing good stories, Nathan, there can never be too many. Follow your dreams and and never quit!

As always, I would like to remind everyone of the power of the “Like” button on facebook and Amazon pages. It is a great way to  support your favorite authors and it helps build future reader’s confidence in their work. Also, take the time to leave a review on Amazon, this is another important tool that can help your author’s progression up the literary ranks. Whether indie author or publisher backed author, give them all a chance. There are thousands upon thousands of great stories out there to enjoy, and I guarantee you will find plenty to keep you happily reading for the rest of your life! May your dreams forever be filled with my  nightmares.

Mark

 
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Posted by on October 27, 2012 in Guest Authors

 

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