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Bev Vincent is the author of Stephen King: A Complete Exploration of His Work, Life and Influences (nominated for a 2023 Locus Award), The Dark Tower Companion, The Road to the Dark Tower (nominated for a Bram Stoker Award), and The Stephen King Illustrated Companion, nominated for a 2010 Edgar® Award and a 2009 Bram Stoker Award. In 2018, he co-edited the anthology Flight or Fright (a Goodreads Choice Award Nominee) with Stephen King.
His short fiction has appeared in places like Ellery Queen's Mystery Magazine, Alfred Hitchcock's Mystery Magazine, Borderlands 5, Ice Cold, and The Blue Religion. Four of his stories were collected in When the Night Comes Down and another four in a CD Select eBook. His story "The Bank Job" won the Al Blanchard Award. "The Honey Trap" from Ice Cold was nominated for an ITW Thriller Award in 2015 and "Zombies on a Plane" was nominated for an Ignotus Award in 2020.
His non-fiction has appeared in diverse magazines, including The Poetry Foundation, Fangoria, Rue Morgue, Screem, Pensacola Magazine and Texas Gardener. He has been a contributing editor with Cemetery Dance magazine since 2001 and is a former member of the Storytellers Unplugged blogging community. He also writes book reviews for Onyx Reviews. He has served as a judge for the Al Blanchard, Shirley Jackson and Edgar Awards.
His work has been translated into: Arabic, Bulgarian, Chinese, Croatian, Czech, Dutch, French, German, Greek, HItalian, Japanese, Korean, Polish, Portuguese, Russian, Swedish, Serbian, Spanish, Turkish and Ukrainian
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Riddle me this
I finished polishing the new short story (final count: 4100 words) and delivered it to the person who solicited it this morning. When I say “finished” I mean: I forced myself to stop revising it, which is about the same … Continue reading
Manhunters
It’s funny how after a year of drought, every time it rains becomes noteworthy. This has been a fairly typical summer for rain. Some heavy storms, the odd squall or typical rain shower. And yet every time it rains now, … Continue reading
I’ll handle that tomorrow
My essay The Illustrious Man is now up on Storytellers Unplugged. It’s about the people whose works inspire and influence us and, in particular, Ray Bradbury. I was going to work on my Screem magazine essay this morning but I … Continue reading
Two by two
The rain tapered off yesterday afternoon. I don’t think I used the windshield wipers on the way home from work. Then it started up again at about 3 a.m. and it has been pouring ever since. I had a call … Continue reading
Contract negotiations?
People have been asking about a hard copy of Rage Against The Night, the anthology from which all profits flow to the Fund to help Rocky Wood manage ALS/Motor Neurone Disease. You can now purchase the trade paperback from Amazon or … Continue reading
Dreaming of a wet Christmas
Back to the real world again after a 4-day weekend. The week between December 19th and yesterday was the rainiest we’ve seen in eighteen months. We went out to the family service on Christmas Eve in a drizzle and it … Continue reading
Would you let this man fix your computer?
Yesterday morning I was awakened at 4 am by what sounded like hail, as part of an impressive rainstorm that heralded a cold front coming through. If the rain had been snow instead, it would have been a blizzard. In fact, they … Continue reading
Nothing flashed red
A hundred and two today. Twenty percent chance of rain later on in the week. Good times. My wife had jury duty yesterday and ended up in the first row of a panel being considered for a murder trial. That … Continue reading
Of course Roland drives an Infiniti
My social networking has slowed down lately. I’ve been lax about updating this blog, I spend almost no time on Facebook and I’ve completely ignored Google+ after signing up for it. Twitter is about the only medium that I’m keeping … Continue reading
I weep for Titan
Today is my last day as the “older man,” for a while. Tomorrow my wife joins me in the fifties. Will one of her gifts be a rainstorm? Remains to be seen. They keep promising rain, but then they back … Continue reading