If you plan on reading this book, and you have never read a Laymon book before, please notice that there is generally heaps of gore, really stupid characters, and lots and lots of sex. His literary cannon is likened to the early 80's slasher films... and that's a pretty good comparison. But if mo...
There's a bit of a story here. Browsing through Goodreads, I ran across the page on Richard Laymon and was surprised to see he passed away in 2001.I met him in a science fiction book store autograph party in the 90s. There were only a handful of people there so we had a good hour or two just talk...
Melvin was definitely the biggest creep in Ellsworth High, and the other kids mercilessly taunted him for his odd looks and weird behaviours. Vicki was the only one to stand up for him but even she had to admit he'd gone too far when he dug up a body and attempted to bring it back to life with th...
Richard Laymon’s 1988 tale “Midnight’s Lair” was his 28th full length novel to be published. The tale concerns a group of thirty sightseers who take an organised tour around an underground cavern named Mordock’s Cave. During their guided tour, the power fails due to a fire breaking out within t...
unnecessary descriptions of child molestation in an odd subplot that is completely inessential to the narrative... sort of makes me question the author's motives. overall, an incredibly overrated piece of crap. however, taken by itself, "giant human/rat monsters who are obsessed with sex" is sort...
Read The Cellar based on my husband's raving recommendation and thought it was really cheesy but I am a nitpicky crab. My husband, who is much nicer a person than I, says they get better as the series continues but we'll see . . .I'm going to read this in December for Jare's 2009 Spills & Chill...
The Midnight Tour is by far my favorite of the Beast House Chronicles which, I’m sure, was Laymon’s intention for all his readers. I still never really got into the whole Beast House thing in the first place though and after the okay first novel and the rather dreary second, I did not have high h...
Best Horror Novel of 1988 - Science Fiction Chronicle. 'If you've missed Laymon, you've missed a treat' Stephen King. No one had ever seen anything like it before: a slimy, mobile tube of putrefying flesh and an obscene probing mouth. But the real horror is not what it looks like, or even what ...
All Hallow's Eve is an interesting novel for a variety of reasons. It's not your typical Laymon novel. By this time people knew what to expect from him so this to me felt as if he were showing the critics that he was capable of creating a novel that was void of its usual mayhem. Eve is Laymon's a...
It's time to admit an unpleasant truth.Richard Laymon Novels and I are no longer an item.For a good decade beginning in my teens, Richard Laymon was my go-to horror author. I scoured my local library reading anything and everything by him I could get my hands on. My Dad even joined in the fun. We...
Poor Richard Laymon, he was born into the wrong world. The Eskimos live in a world of snow and have a hundred words for it, but Richard Laymon lived in a world of nipples and had only the one word. One single, lousy word. Nipple.Sure, there were 'hard nipples' and 'long nipples', even more exotic...
'If you've missed Laymon, you've missed a treat' Stephen King. When he was in high school Tony Johnson locked school beauty Linda Allison in a haunted house for the night. Now he has moved to Hollywood, determined to break into horror movies, and he's forgotten all about her. But Linda is a girl...
Another fast paced story from Laymon, perhaps too fast paced. Written in 1982, I think if Laymon had written this a decade later it would be at least 100 pages longer. Great concept, and the main character Connie is good, Dal and Elizabeth intriguing, but Pete was just too right wing. I mean he a...
Sadly, the newest US-published Laymon novel Friday Night In Beast House is a huge disappointment. For starters, it is mistakenly marketed as a novel instead of a novella; the story is 141 pages long. Leisure Fiction is attempting a marketing scheme by adding a bonus novella The Wilds! at 98 pages...
Back through the 90s, I was a big fan of Richard Laymon and picked up most of his novels though after “The Stake”, he fell into the habit of producing brick sized tomes that featured a lot of white space, where not a lot happened in a lot of pages. It’s perhaps indicative that, according to my r...
'If you've missed Laymon, you've missed a treat' Stephen King. Twenty minutes before the quake hit, Stanley was ogling Sheila through his living-room window. Now he may be able to do more than just ogle ... Sheila's trapped in her ruined house and her husband and daughter are stranded on the oth...
For two families, it was supposed to be a relaxing camping trip in the California mountains. They thought it would be fun to get away from everything for a while. But they're not alone. The woods are also home to two terrifying residents who don't take kindly to strangers - an old hag with unholy...
Trick or treat. Say your prayers Tonight, all hell breaks loose.It's Halloween night. The old Witherspoon house stands all alone in the dark, the last house on a dead-end street. Its only neighbors are thick woods and a moonlit graveyard. Not long ago, a grisly murder/suicide took place in the ho...
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For two families, it was supposed to be a relaxing camping trip in the California mountains. They thought it would be fun to get away from everything for a while. But they're not alone. The woods are also home to two terrifying residents who don't take kindly to strangers - an old hag with unholy...
Judy told me.“He’s probably on his way home, by now.”“But he was still unconscious when you drove off and left him, wasn’t he?”“Dead to the world.”“So for all we know, he might still be out cold.”“I guess it’s possible,” I admitted. “Look, I have an idea. Why don’t you give him a call?”It seemed ...
I couldn’t see her, though. The edge of the cupboard top was in the way. All I could see was the ceiling. It was sunlit and painted yellow. I wanted to know what she looked like. From the sound of her humming, she seemed to be near the washing machi...
Lacey had asked as soon as Scott put down the phone. “Saving our hides.” “Dukane? Who’s he?” “The real-life Charlie Dane. Excuse me a minute, I want to get dressed.” He left her alone in the room. Lacey got up and followed him. When she reached the bedroom, Scott was stepping into his pants. “The...
It looked something like this: I. Topic Heading A. a subdivision of the heading. 1. a subdivision of A. 2. and another. a. with a couple of subdivisions b. of its own. 1...
What the hell’s going on? He wondered if he should turn around and go the other way. In spite of all the activity, however, the street looked clear. He could probably drive right on by the commotion without any trouble. His s...
She hated the taste of the stuff, but she loved its smell. The sizzle and snap of frying bacon came to her ears while she got dressed. The bacon smelled even better than the coffee. She couldn't wait to get into the kitchen. She almost couldn't wait. &nbs...
That left two of them in the house: Bass Paxton and the skinny brunette. The brunette obviously wasn't the woman who'd seen him at the Bend. That one was blonde and had a much better figure. He wondered where the hell she could be. ...
She sat up straight as if she had been poked in the back with a stick. The diner went silent. Every head turned toward the two policemen and the woman. Blake, heart pounding, slid his chair back from the table. McBain tugged Lana's purse. Its long s...
She’d stayed that way for a long time. Hours must have passed since the woods echoed with the monstrous yell of the beast and she’d seen its dark shape stride through the trees. Hours since she’d heard Ben’s pleading, terrified voice. God, he must’ve met an awful death. The thing had come her way...
"Janice, where are you?" "Up here," she called. She looked at the window. Sunlight pressed through the cracks in the boards, sending dusty rays to the floor. "I've got to give you credit," he called as she heard him rush up the stairs. "I never thought you would make it." ...