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Mary Genevieve Fortier is my Woman In Horror today! Mary has some great stories and poems in quite a few outstanding books. She is Nighty Nightmare at http://www.nightynightmare.net/ , and believe me, she finds some great tales to spin for you. As I have mentioned in past Woman In Horror posts about Mary, her discourse on Horror is definitely going to provide some valuable insight. She discusses clowns, spirits, screams , hissing, laughter, shock, icy touches, and much more. Then she adds in the sense of smell and all the goodies lurking about ready to latch onto you. And in addition to talking about all the senses, she talks about the absence, the loss of these senses. Does the word Dark mean anything to you? Yes, I thought it would.
Haunted houses play an important part of the joy Mary shares. When I was a young child we did not have TV and I would sneak down the hallway and listen to Inner Sanctum on the radio. Remember that show with that creaking door? Sakes alive! It was grand. Mary re-enacts creaking doors, flickering lights, voices, laughter and more to make you feel uneasy in your surroundings. Yes, Mary, scare the crap out of your fans!
Mary discusses superstitions and ghost busting, but she really comes into her own when she talks about cemeteries. Such a lovely place to be, don't you think? Tombstones, grave markers, mausoleums, are all discussed, as well as that ever present chill in the air, fog, and gloom. She speaks of physical planes and soul-less entities. She mentions the fact that maybe not everything thought to be without a soul actually is. Bacon once said that knowledge is power. People walking around in cemeteries at night could use a little power. You are one of them, are you not?
These are only a few of the delights awaiting you if you merely venture to that succulent page of Horrific Glory. Nighty Nightmare has this and so much more to stimulate your morbid desires. To be quite honest, I was, and still am, quite flabbergasted at the wonderful tales waiting for me. You will be too.
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Biography:
Imagine and Dream... two words that best describe the mind of this poet. An avid lover of the written word, Mary has penned many poems of various genres since the age of seven, having first been published by nine.
Mary grew up reading, watching, loving anything horror; her dark side so to speak.
Classic authors, whose pens have etched greatness in works that not only create shivers down the spine but inspire movement of the soul -- Such remarkable writers as Poe, Shakespeare, Browning, Gibran, just to name a few, gave Mary that special element that drives every poet to place their essence upon parchment. This became the ethereal foundation of her poetic form.
Writing as such gave way to countless poems/prose and other works, many of which found publication in anthologies. Today she has not merely found a new voice but added an intrinsic octave to her repertoire; the genre of Horror, both poetic and fiction.
Mary's poetry has been described as mystical, melodic, flowing with a unique grace that at times has been likened to the old world poets.
Her horror poetry has been deemed as "Poe-esque" by many.
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Some of Mary's great books.
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Book description:
The chilling official sequel to Floppy Shoes Apocalypse (first edition) features a gamut of clown terror with stories by Christopher Ropes, John Claude Smith, Ramsey Campbell and more. From Bizarro to EC comics style shock, Cherry Nose Armageddon has it all.
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Dana Dawson
5.0 out of 5 stars These Ain't Your Granddad's Clowns
Reviewed in the United States on June 10, 2016
The second installment of the Floppy Shoes Apocalypse: Cherry Nose Armageddon, offers another diverse collection of wickedly funny stories by an exceptional collection of authors. The excellent work of Mary G. Fortier-Schutz and Alex S. Johnson produced an amalgam of creepy, disgusting, funny, and bizarre stories that somehow come together to provide an overall satisfying read. From the opening bell of Fortier-Schutz "Every Nine and Twenty" the reader is propelled through a rollicking carnival ride that both thrills and terrifies. Anyone who enjoys horror, and who finds clowns to be a level of creepy unmatched by more traditional creatures of the genre, will enjoy this warped and entertaining collection.
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Book description:
E-book edition of Axes of Evil: A Heavy Metal Horror Anthology, featuring Sephera Giron, Lucy Taylor, John Claude Smith, Magenta Nero and many more of the finest writers in horror today with original stories set in the world of heavy metal music.
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West Reanimated
5.0 out of 5 stars The collection is amazing with stories that run the gamut of gut wrenching ...
Reviewed in the United States on January 1, 2016
As a lucky reader, I have been provided with a review copy of this anthology work. Over the past couple of hours I have immersed myself in the stories and tales that are presented here. The collection is amazing with stories that run the gamut of gut wrenching horror to subtle suspense. I have not been previously introduced to any of the stories in this work, and when the description states that this includes the best works from previously out of print books, I can't find any way to argue with that! A stand out for me was Alex S. Johnson's story! By far my favorite thus far it blends a strong narrative with great descriptive prowess. The characters are wonderfully well written and the situation, while a tad unbelievable, is described in such a way as to insure that the reader is able to suspend any sense on "unreality" and simply enjoy the story for what it is.
I'm excited to read the remainder of the stories, and looking forward to future volumes in this series!
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VERSES FROM A DEEPLY, DARKENED MIND Yes, “Deeply Darkened.” These are the words which reside within the depths of a mind haunted. A haunting, of neither the ethereal persuasion, nor the ghosts of a hidden and unrelenting past. Here before you, etched upon parchment, are verse written from a mind haunted by “words.” This tome is unlike your typical, modern day collection of “Horror Poetry.” It is rather an assemblage of “Horror Stories” written in poetic form. Written to tease that final nerve, before the fatal break. Ah, yes. Here, this “DEEPLY, DARKENED MIND,” who with pen in hand (black ink a must), has taken meter and rhyme to send a heartbeat racing in terror from one page to the next. “DEEPLY DARKENED,” is my mind, my world; and I offer you entrance. That’s right… Turn my page… Crack my spine… I want you to cringe, squirm, look over your shoulder into the shadows and dare you to shut out the lights once this cover has been closed. This “DEEPLY, DARKENED MIND,” bids you “welcome.” Yes, join me… in my darkness… Mary Genevieve Fortier
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I had the pleasure of writing the foreword for this fantastic collection of indescribable verse.
My words:
VERSES FROM A DEEPLY DARKENED MIND, by Mary Genevieve Fortier, is a collection of horror poetry that grabs the soul of a reader and refuses to let go. Every poem is special in its own way, enhancing the depth of darkness Mary is able to share with us.
Can it be that truth is found within death? Maybe a close brush with evil and escape from its clutches shows one what is inherent within what lurks around us. But is there any true escape? Mary paints a visual of dark and evil brooding, yet there is also joy to be found when the answers to puzzles trapped within the mind are finally unleashed.
But Mary tells us of another facet of decayed, deformed, and dark creatures, those with special attributes. Yes, my friends, they will find passage into your gray matter, attacking your sleep, creating restless nights. Ah, this is not a bad thing. Truth is to be found within the lovely verse Mary shares with us. For those who search for literary poems of unforgettable dimension, you have come to the right place.
Death and life are closely entwined within this tome, seemingly at odds with each other, making the reader wonder where one begins and the other ends. Perhaps death is the beginning of life and not the other way around. I read one of these great poems of Mary's and felt this to be the case. Her haunting poems will heighten your senses. Every one of them will become razor sharp, uniting with each other. A true synesthesia occurs. You will hear what you see, smell what you touch, and so much more. Mary's artistry is capable of doing just that.
I write some dark poetry myself, but I am a mere fledgling compared to the master at the craft that Mary is. It is easy enough to develop a sing-song banter that entertains, but to create what she has given us goes far beyond that. This grand collection is simply the best poetry of pure horror you will ever find.
It is no wonder that Mary Genevieve Fortier has been called the Modern Day Poe. She is that good. I am proud to have been asked to write this foreword. All you have to do now is to sit down and read what my talented friend has agreed to share with all of you.
Happy reading.
Blaze McRob
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Mary Genevieve Fortier is one fantastic poet and is a magnificent Woman In Horror!
Blaze McRob
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An amazing, original and terrifying anthology of Horror, featuring outstanding stories, poetry and artwork
Created, compiled and edited by Mary Genevieve Fortier
Imagine… An old house; one that has stood many generations. WAITING… You step inside and begin to explore. Was this a good idea? You begin to doubt, but continue to step deeper within the eerie darkness. Something stirs above. Should you investigate? Wandering, you reach the second floor landing. In the center of the upstairs hall, directly above, you discover a trap door. You know, the one that leads to something so terrible, you dare not think to touch it, much less attempt to open the latch! Nevertheless, you are drawn to inspect further. Something is stirring above… of this, you have no doubt. You stand upon tiptoe, stretching as far as your fingers will allow, until you grasp the cord attached to the door. With a loud creaking, it opens, releasing a set of stairs, descending before you. Gazing up, there is nothing but a black hole. There! Again! That stirring! Against your better judgement, you begin to climb. Sweat forms upon your brow with each step, as your stomach turns sour. Still, you climb. Those few stairs feel an eternity to ascend. There at the top, nothing. Dark and empty… nothing. Your eyes adjust… Wait! Beneath the cobwebs and years of layered dust, stands a long, wooden chest. Is it locked? Hmmm… You step within the musty room. There, propped against the side of the chest, an old metal rod. You pick it up, using it to pry open what should have been left locked away, eternally. Toys! Old toys! Somewhere in the darkness, a melody plays, soft and haunting. A music box? NO! A small carousel is moving beside you, its once colorful horses bobbing in time. You look about. There are toys everywhere! Old, broken, forgotten toys fill this attic room. A doll, cracked skull, hairless, limbs askew, stares from behind one eye, the other an empty, hollow socket. A rocking horse begins to sway in the corner. Toy soldiers, their green metal chipped and rusted. How odd; they appear in battle stance, staring… Suddenly, the trap door closes. Darkness… the stirring… These toys… You know why they have been locked away. You stand among evil incarnate. The melody stops. No one hears your final cries… TOYS IN THE ATTIC: A COLLECTION OF EVIL PLAYTHINGS is an anthology of horror like no other. Step inside…WELCOME TO THE ATTIC
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