Book News!

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I’m delighted to (finally) share some VERY exciting news about my next book, which will be out in November… in time for a (scary) Christmas 🙂  This is the press release (an abbreviated version was published in The Bookseller) – I’m still pinching myself that I will be sharing a UK publisher with Stephen King!

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Mulholland Books is delighted to announce the acquisition of a chilling Christmas-themed murder mystery by acclaimed author Susi Holliday.

THE DEATHS OF DECEMBER opens with an advent calendar being delivered to a police station – where it is roundly ignored until a curious young DC uncovers a crime scene behind almost every door. Is it a cruel prank? Or has a serial killer previously under the radar resurfaced to kill again?

S.J.I. (Susi) Holliday grew up in East Lothian. A life-long fan of crime and horror, her short stories have been published in various places, and she was shortlisted for the inaugural CWA Margery Allingham prize. She has written three crime novels, a mix of police procedural and psychological thriller, set in the fictional Scottish town of Banktoun, which have received high praise from fellow authors and the press and gained her a loyal following.

Ruth Tross, Publisher of Crime & Thriller at Hodder, bought world rights from Phil Patterson at Marjacq. Tross said, ‘I am one of those people who enjoys Christmas most of all as a chance to read more; and I’m thrilled to be publishing Susi’s new mystery, the perfect mix of mistletoe and murder.’

Patterson said, ‘I am thrilled that Ruth will be publishing Susi. I am a big admirer of Ruth and all at Mulholland, and know that this will be a great place for Susi’s talent to shine.’

Mulholland will publish in print and digital in November 2017.

MULHOLLAND BOOKS: You never know what’s coming around the curve.

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Stone Bruises by Simon Beckett #review

Somebody!’ I half-sob and then, more quietly, ‘Please.’ The words seem absorbed by the afternoon heat, lost amongst the trees. In their aftermath, the silence descends again. I know then that I’m not going anywhere…

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Weaving strands of London and rural France, Stone Bruises tells the story of Sean (who has no surname, which I think just adds to the mystery of his past) who is on the run with nothing but a rucksack. Why is he in France? What is he running from? As a crime reader, my thoughts immediately turn to the darkest of dark. He’s killed someone, hasn’t he? Or has he… Sean’s escape plans are quickly thwarted, however, when he finds himself caught in a trap in the woods and with no way of freeing himself and no means of contacting anyone, things don’t look good… But then he wakes up in a barn, and there lies the first of the many twists and turns that the story takes.

Who is Mathilde? Why is she keeping him the loft of the barn, and why is the trapdoor locked? What happened to Chloe? And why is Arnaud such a pig?! What the hell is a sanglochon??

I can’t answer these questions without giving away the plot – but let’s just say that things are probably not what you think! My initial thoughts were a Misery style dark tale, but as the twists and turns are revealed, things become less horror-dark and more family-dark as Sean starts to work out what is going on in his current situation, as well as telling us what happened to lead him there.

You might get a few Thomas Harris style flashes at points, but overall this novel is something very different to that. The characters are all very believable and the setting was so nicely created it made me immediately feel like I was right there in the French countryside with Sean, wondering how the hell I was going to get out of this mess…

This is the first novel I’ve read by Simon Beckett, and down to the engaging mystery of the plot and the simple yet beautiful writing, I will definitely be seeking out another. Definitely give this a go if you’re after something a bit different.

Three things to read at Halloween #review

To celebrate Halloween, I thought I’d share my views on the latest creepy things I’ve read…


SHORT STORY: ‘The Companion’ by Ramsey Campbell

When something is described by Stephen King as ‘maybe the best horror tale to be written in English the last thirty years’  how could I not read it? In fact, how could I not have read it already?!  To my shame, I have only recently discovered the works of British horror writer Ramsey Campbell… better late than never!

Stone goes to visit an old fairground but soon discovers it’s not the original one he visited as a boy. He is directed to the ‘real’ old fairground, which is deserted and scary and still houses an old ghost train, and Stone (who clearly hadn’t read the rules of horror movies) decides to climb into one of the cars, which promptly sets off on its tracks…

The writing is beautifully atmospheric and my heart was pounding with anticipation throughout. The incredible last sentence really did send shivers down my spine.

This story is included in the collection ‘Dark Feasts‘ (which you might have to buy second hand as I’m not sure it’s in print.)


POETRY: ‘Interment’ by RJ Barker (illustrated by Mikko Sovijarvi)

This is a beautifully illustrated horror poem with a strong repetitive style and a definite hint of Poe. Told from a child’s point of view, the story is creepy and disturbing; and coupled with the black and white images and unusual fonts the whole thing really comes to life  – although the indication of never-ending suffering does make it feel very sad. It’s only a few pages long but I found myself reading it over and over again.

Also, from the same author and illustrator: The Social Diary of a Ghoul – a twisted food diary, with some fabulously descriptive language: Monday is soup day and fiendish nails clikker clack…

I don’t read a lot of poetry but I really enjoyed reading both of these.


NOVEL(LA): ‘The Small Hand’ by Susan Hill

When you’ve written something as bone-chillingly terrifying as The Woman in Black, coming up with another scary ghost story is a tall order. This is only the second of the Hill’s books that I’ve read but the style and tone of this book felt similar in some ways, making me wonder initially if it was set in the same era, but it is actually just an upper class and slightly ‘stuffy’ modern day.

The author is a great scene setter, I love the sparseness of the prose and the initial premise of the ghostly hand gripping the hand of antiquarian bookseller, Adam, is brilliantly creepy. However, what follows doesn’t quite push up the tension as much as I’d hoped and I did guess the ending. This is a quick read and the book is beautifully laid out but I feel there is something missing from it that I can’t quite put my finger on. I’d be interested in hearing others’ thoughts on this one as the Amazon reviews are very mixed but there is an excellent review at the Guardian here.

What's the point of short stories?

I’ve been having a few discussions with readers and writers lately about the pros and cons of short stories so I thought I share some of these views…

Short stories have been around since the days of Charles Dickens, Franz Kafka and Ernest Hemmingway, and of course Edgar Allen Poe. In my opinion, Stephen King is the modern-day master of the short horror story, and writers such as Ali Smith are more well known for their short stories than anything else.

But some readers I’ve talked to don’t ‘get’ short stories. They don’t like the way that the narrative quite often forms part of a single scene and often has a slightly ambiguous ending, leaving the reader to use their imagination to work out what it was all about. I wrote what I thought was quite a satisfying short ghost story until a reader commented: ‘Where’s Part 2?’ It got me thinking – I was pretty sure the story worked as it was, but I could also see the readers point that they wanted a more concrete resolution (if you’re interested, you can read that story here.

And what about flash fiction? The even shorter form of story (of which there are various definitions of length) that is currently very fashionable on the internet. A brief search will yield hundreds of weekly competitions for 100-200 word stories (see BWP, for one), while websites such as Nano Fiction and Fractured West are actively seeking submissions of stories of around 400 words for their regular print anthologies.

Who is reading this stuff? Well, lots of people, I think. Everything is fast now and people want instant hits from everything in their lives, so short fiction delivered onto their electronic reader*, or mobile phone, provides that quick glimpse of another world while standing at a rainy bus stop or waiting for a delayed train.

*Notice I say ‘they’ when I talk about eReaders… I don’t have one and I don’t want one. I read some short stories, excerpts of stuff and the odd chapter online, but I’d never use one to read a novel, but that’s another post all together…

So who is writing this stuff? Again, lots of people. For most new writers (not all, some of the crazy ones take the instant plunge into novel-land), the short story is a way to learn the skills of writing: character, plot, conflict, grammar, structure and the classic ‘fledgling’ error, where to put the comma when writing dialogue. For some writers, this is merely a stepping stone to writing something bigger, and there’s nothing wrong with that. But for others (me included), there is a huge buzz in entering the many writing competitions out there (a quick search will yield hundreds of them, all levels, all genres, there is definitely a place for everyone to submit things to), and getting any sort of mention or accolade is like winning the lottery each and every time. For me, every story I write uses something I’ve learned from the previous one, and far from being a stepping stone, short stories seem to be the backbone of what I do.

Saying that though, I would love to finish a novel – and I hope to finish the one I am working on some time this year. But I will never stop reading and writing short stories. Not even if I win the lottery.