Eerie and unsettling like the best fairy tales, these incisor-sharp portraits of ghosts, witches, sirens, and seers—and the mortals who live at their side and in their thrall—will chill your marrow and tear at your heart.
David Demchuk was born and raised in Winnipeg and now lives in Toronto. He has been writing for theatre, film, television, radio, and other media for more than thirty years. His publications include the short-fiction cycle Seven Dreams, and the Lewis Carroll adaptation Alice in Cyberspace, and appearances in the anthologies Making, Out!, Outspoken, and Canadian Brash. His reviews, essays, interviews, and columns have appeared in such magazines as Toronto Life, Xtra, What! Magazine, and Prairie Fire, as well as the Toronto Star. Most recently, he has been a contributing writer for the digital magazine Torontoist. The Bone Mother is his first novel.
FANGORIA MAGAZINE REVIEW
"Cover every orifice. Comet Press' new collection SICK THINGS: AN ANTHOLOGY OF EXTREME CREATURE HORROR is making a beeline for the soft contents of your body—and it doesn't care one bit where it makes its grand entrance, orbital sockets or otherwise. Rest assured this violation will be painful, given the tight confinements of our fallible frames of flesh—but anything less than a full-on ass-rape would probably seem insufficient in the eyes of editrix Cheryl Mullenax. Read on at your own stomach's peril."
FATALLY YOURS REVIEW
"If you are an extreme fan of horror looking for the ultimate in disgusting, vile and disturbing fiction, Sick Things: An Anthology of Extreme Creature Horror is a must-read…just make sure you have your barf bag handy!"
TOXIC GRAVEYARD REVIEW
"Recently I’ve discovered the awesomeness that is Comet Press. There is a myriad of small press horror publishers out there, and more seem to be popping up all the time. Many times these small press companies promise “extreme” horror but often what you get is a poorly edited book riddled with grammatical and spelling errors with mediocre unknowns sandwiched between old stories from established authors. Thank goodness for Comet Press. I’ve reviewed their previous releases Vile Things and The Death Panel and loved em both. The bar was set high for Sick Things, and it soared over it on cloven hoof."
Johnny’s big sister Betty would tease him about his
comic book on a daily basis, and say things like, "Johnny if you don't
stop reading those stupid comic books the boogeyman is going to get you."
She would come in his room and yank the comic book
out of his hands and throw it across the room. The more his sister tormented
him, the more anger for his sister was mounting.
Finally one night as he was reading about the boogeyman
his sister yanked the comic book out of his hands and started tearing the pages
out of the comic book. She said as she was laughing "Sorry, Johnny, but
it's for your own good."
Johnny replied, "I wish you were dead."
Betty said as she was laughing hysterically
"What are you going to do, sick the boogeyman on me?"
"You wait and see," replied Johnny in an
Betty said "Grow up you stupid little
twerp," as she slammed the door behind her.
Johnny got out of his bed and spent the remainder of
the night taping the boogeyman comic book pages back together on his desk by
the bedroom window as tears flowed down his cheeks. Johnny closed his eyes and
said "If there really is a boogeyman, come out of the closet. I want to
show you to my sister so she’ll stop teasing me about your existence?"
A couple minutes later as Johnny was drifting in and
out of sleep, a light was peering beneath the closet doors with a low lying fog
pouring out beneath the closet doors.
A voice called out to Johnny and said "Johnny
it's the boogeyman."
Johnny raised his head off his desk and jumped out
of his chair and fell to the floor. The doors of the closet flung wide open and
there stood a dark figure over six feet tall with blazing red eyes and a
sinister voice calling out to Johnny.
It read: "Whosoever desecrates Richard Valence III's final resting place, will surely die!!" Henry laughed it off, "Hogwash! Some children probably wrote those words and made up a story so the townspeople would think the cemetery was haunted. They probably thought it would give them some kind of entertainment since there wasn't much excitement in this little town called 'Vampinstein.'
“Legend has it that the town's name was changed to Vampinstein after an experiment went very wrong by a mad doctor called Dr. Lufenstein. According to one of the old townspeople, Dr. Lufenstein's experiments survived the fire. They were supposedly kept hidden in the home of a prominent Freemason and later passed down to a grand mason, to be locked in a vault in some unknown location. It is said that Dr. Lufenstein wanted to make a Vampire/Frankenstein-being with super human strength that would do whatever he commanded. He would call this being 'Vampinstein.'”