Welcome, minions, to the first of what I hope will be many author interviews. As we all know I’m a bit of a horror junkie, so most of the authors I will be interviewing will be like minded psychopaths. First on my list of victims, er… I mean guests, is Adam M. Booth, author of THE END.
Let’s get this ball rolling with a couple standard run of the mill questions, just to get acquainted a little better.
Question One: Tell my dear minions a little about yourself. (Though that’s really more of a command than a question isn’t it?)
I’m thirty four years of age and have lived in and around the UK for all of that time. I live in a big old corn mill, which I am slowly but surely turning into a house, and am the author of THE END, a zombie horror with a difference.
A big old corn mill you say? I would make a joke about that, but it actually sounds kind of awesome. I’ve been trying to convince my wife for years to let me buy an old church and turn it into a house because I love the architecture of old churches, but she being of the religious bent thinks it would be weird living there. Anyway, next question.
Question Two: Care to enlighten the folks at home about what you’re currently working on?
My next book is a gothic horror provisionally titled ALISON. It’s about a lonely, isolated woman who does terrible things in the name of unrequited love. It exists within the same universe as THE END but is only loosely linked to it, and the joins will probably only be visible to eagle eyed readers. After that will be a another book provisionally titled DRIVE, which is about guilt and a secret in the trunk of a car, and is also loosely tied to the other two stories. Together they’ll form a collection, eventually.
They both sound dreadful. And by that I of course mean dark and wonderful. I can’t wait to read the graffiti that your mind spills onto the pages of those books. Speaking of dark and terrible things, this is the point in the interview where we take a journey through my twisted mind with some stranger questions that the standard interviewer probably wouldn’t ask. Lucky for us I’m not the standard interviewer.
Question Three: Suppose you were a serial killer. What would be your weapon of choice, and what would be your calling card?
I would like to think I would use a machete because I have always liked the hack and slash brutality of them but to be honest I’m too squeamish and don’t like getting my hands dirty so have decided that I would instead take inspiration from Patrick Bateman and use a pack of cable ties, a swarm of hungry rats and a vat of hydrofluoric acid for clean up. And I wouldn’t leave a calling card because I’ve seen enough TV detective shows to know that’s how you get caught!
I’m right there with you on the squeamish front. While working at a factory during my summers in college a woman got her arm stuck in the machine I was working on and I had to hit the emergency stop button and go get help. By all accounts I was as white as a ghost and worthless for the rest of my shift. I like the idea of using rats to do the dirty work. Very dark and very painful for the victim. Delightfully cruel.
Question Four: What’s your favorite thing you ever written? What’s your favorite thing someone else has written?
My favourite thing ever written by someone else is In A Strange Room, by Damon Galgut. I love the whole book and have read it many times but I specifically like the section about a woman with mental health problems best. The writing is perfect, at least in my opinion, and her illness and the protagonist’s reaction to it are absolutely devastating. It gets to me every time I read it.
I’ve read THE END and I highly recommend it to you minions out there who haven’t. I can’t promise that dark and horrible things will happen to you if you don’t read it, but I can promise some disturbing imagery if you do. As for In A Strange Room, I haven’t read it, but I plan to check it out. Thanks for the recommendation Mr. Booth.
Question Five: If you were a monster, what would you be (preexisting monsters like Dracula or a zombie are fine, as is something of your own creation)? How would you spend your time (chilling in the swamp, eating small children, photo bombing tourists… that sort of thing)?
Because I’m spending the week snowboarding in Austria I would have to say that I would be an abominable snowman who devours flailing beginner skiers and those terrible people that jump queues for the chair lifts.
Question Six: As we all know, I’m a bit of a fiend for six word stories, as should be evident by my Six on the Sixth prompt each month, so question six seems a good time for some fun with six words. In six words or less, what does horror mean to you?
Question Seven: Inquiring minds want to know–and by inquiring I mean me–have you ever experienced anything paranormal? If you haven’t, would you like to?
No, not really, well except for one thing… When I was a child I was playing in a field across from my house with a school friend. It was one of those late summer nights when the sun hadn’t quite down and there was a golden haziness to everything. We were just playing around, doing kid stuff when my friend said she saw something in the next field. She shouted me over to the fence and at the other side the adjacent field was this huge black cat, sat back like cats do, flicking its tail about casually. Now, I don’t mean a big cat as in just a large domestic cat, this was big like a panther. Really, really huge and menacing. And large, predatory black cats are not supposed to be native to the British Isles and to see one would be somewhat concerning, but there it was, sitting a good football pitch distance away from us. Even at that distance we could both make it out clearly. We could even see it’s eyes and later we both agreed that they looked green. It sat there looking at us then it sprang up and bounced over the fence behind it with ease and disappeared into the woods beyond. We told people about it at the time but no one believed us. I even did a school report on it with a drawing and everything, but everyone just assumed we were making it up, then, years later there was a TV show on about the so called Beast of Bodmin Moor, which centred on unexplained sightings of huge black cats all over the UK. I was watching it with my Mum and said, “That’s what I saw!”, and she had to concede that maybe I did, so I got some closure finally! I talked to the girl who saw it with me a few years back and we both still agree on what we saw.
Wikipedia link to prove we’re not crazy!
I’ve heard of these big cats of which you speak, but I still say you’re crazy. I mean that as a compliment. All the best people are crazy. As Poe once said: “I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.”
Question Eight: In THE END you take the reader on a ride inside a zombie like she’s some kind of psychopathic tour bus. That would make for a pretty awesome theme park attraction. Any plans to build a theme park based around this?
I would be lying if I said I wouldn’t love to have a Zoe The Zombie based theme park built in my honour. If such a thing could exist I would like a log flume as the main attraction, in which you ride in a broken Zoe The Zombie skull down a river of blood, terminating in an entirely black room, from which you never emerge.
I love that idea, but there is a seriously fatal flaw with your business plan. No repeat customers means your profit (if you get to the point of profit as that would be quite expensive to build) would tank as more and more patrons disappeared without a trace. A+ for ingenuity though.
Question Nine: If you could write the epitaph for your tombstone, what would it say?
Wow, you are going to live a long time. Did you make a deal with the devil that you wouldn’t die until THE END got turned into a movie or something? Ah, not important. Either way, enjoy the Pit, my friend. Lets wrap this up with one final question.
Question Ten: Would you care to give us a plug for THE END?
THE END is a zombie novel with a difference. Told from the the perspective of a recently deceased woman in her thirties, it chronicles her journey into hell as she recounts the end of her life, her family, and everything, and faces parts of her past long since hidden from sight.
Gruesome, hopeless and terrifying, THE END has been well received by its readers and is a must for aficionados of horror.