Even since I wrote Carnies
, I've been talking about how it was inspired by the cheap remainered paperback horror novels I used to read as a boy. But the title of one that had a huge impact on me had eluded me for many years.
Until last night, when i finally remembered it. The Tribe
. A generic title, unfortunately, but a series of intense Google searches later, I actually found it. So now I can officially name the three novels that I remember best from those halcyon days, three books I bought for peanuts from a revolving stand in my local deli that
changed me forever. They are:( Books beneath the cut... )
Now, I'm in no way saying these books are classics. Heck, I doubt they're even good
. But for my highly-impressionable mind, they were the beginnings of a career. These are the kinds of books I'd like to write, because I don't think anyone's doing it anymore. Pulp horror, gross and fun and exciting.
I love it!