“Welcome back my friends, to the show that never ends. We're so glad you could attend, come inside, come inside.”
- Karn Evil 9 First Impression
By Emerson, Lake, and Palmer
Here it is at last-Headmaster Rick here with an all-new issue of Camp Horror! I know you are thinking it's about time, and I couldn't agree more. There have been a lot of changes since last we were together, and I wanted to take a moment to make you aware of them-so many changes in fact that we are calling this Volume 2, Issue 1. Here's why:
As I am sure you have noticed, not only do we have a new web address (If you didn't notice that-how are you reading this?), but a new look and a new layout. Thanks to Groundskeeper Bradley, we are looking better than ever-with more to come-so keep checking back.
When we started, we had two columnists. By the second issue, we had grown to seven. Now, with this issue we are at fifteen, ranging from book and movie reviews to writing erotica in horror; from the problems of living outside the USA and still trying to make as a writer in the market, to the importance of styles over substance-or is it substance over style? Fifteen columns, each written with a unique viewpoint and style, and each worth reading-if I do say so myself. Unfortunately, we lost one or two columnists in the process-something about a guy wearing a hockey mask and carrying a machete, but I wouldn't put much credit into the rumors. However, to be on the safe side, you might not want to stray off into the woods by yourself at night.
Next, we have comics-full color comics-how cool is that?
Speaking of color-a contest-a coloring contest. Any and every writer or writing based magazine have writing contests but how many have ones where you color? My point exactly. So, see the contest page for details and take a chance to win one of two signed copies of Killing Faith, the new horror novel by Keith Gouveia. Mr. Gouveia has graciously donated these copies, and agreed to inscribe them personally to each winner.
And of course we have stories-the kind we have become famous for. This time around, we have two short stories and two pieces of flash fiction for your reading enjoyment. Oh and as of December 1 2003, submissions are back open again. Click on the blood drop on the opening page for the revised guidelines.
Also, we have a neighbor here at Camp Horror now. Next door at the opening screen, you will see a banner for Mohr Reviews. These are my book and movie reviews, which originally appeared at Dream Forge.com, and Midwest Book Review, and are now archived there. Make sure you drop by sometime and see what you find-they, by the way, will be updated weekly. Moreover, if you see anything you like, a convenient link to Amazon.com is there to help you.
Well, I've taken up enough of your time here-you have quite a bit ahead of you to look over. Have fun and I hope you enjoy the changes here at The New Camp Horror. I would love to get your feedback, good or bad, and I welcome any suggestions to make this a place you not only tell your friends and family about, but also come back to again and again. Send your emails to letterstocamp@aol.com, and we may just put the best ones (pro or con) up in a letters page next issue.
Talk to you soon, and again, whither this is your first visit, or you have been here many times before-welcome to the Camp-enjoy!
Rick
November 2003
This issue is dedicated with love and respect to one of the greatest names in cinema-the master of the modern thriller, Alfred Hitchcock. One of the few creators whose name is synonymous with a style that many aspire to, but few will ever reach. He was an original in every sense of the word.
NEW CAMP HORROR, NCH, and all related are © NCH Partnership 2003, with the exception of ‘Blinky” © Deep Dark Productions and NCH Partnership, and all columns, stories, and contributions, be they either written or art, is © their respective creators. All rights reserved. Redistribution for profit prohibited. No animals were harmed during the making of this e-zine except for having to shoo my cat away from staring at me as I type. And he was shooed gently, I promise.