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REVIEW: Stuart Keane & Matt Hickman - Gemini

Genre: Horror / Extreme
Publisher: Stuart Keane
Publication Date: 12th August 2016
Pages: 193

REVIEWED BY NEV

A copy of Gemini: A Psychological Horror was sent to Confessions of a Reviewer by the authors, Stuart Keane and Matt Hickman, in exchange for an honest review. This is said review. This book is published by Stuart Keane.

So, Stuart Keane is a proven extremely talented author. Matt Hickman is really on the opening part of his journey as an author but from what I have seen, and from what others are saying, will shortly be a proven extremely talented author.

What happens when they collaborate on something though? Will it do either of them harm or will it fit together like an expertly cut jigsaw puzzle? Gemini is our chance to find out. Collaborations, from my experience, can be a hit or miss thing. I have read a few that have been superb but I have also read a few that, quite frankly, should never have been produced. I always get a bit nervous about reading them purely from the point of view that if the authors have two very distinct styles of writing, they may not gel. To me, reading a story where the styles are very prominent, and it is not too difficult to tell them apart, just ruins it for me.

So how do these two fare? Let’s find out.

Odette has managed to bag one of those all too rare afternoons off. Not through choice either which makes it even better. Time to go surprise her fella, Gavin, with a bottle of wine and some new lingerie.

As it turns out though, Gavin is the one who is going to be doing the surprising. Especially when he awkwardly introduces his new friend, Shay.

What looks like being the Battle Royale between two newly sworn enemies turns into a mutual respect and love of all things brutal.

A challenge has been set. There can be only one winner.

There are a few characters that come and go in this one but really only two that matter. Strange that a book written by two men has two female lead characters but they pull it off very well. Odette is, at first, a quiet and unassuming girl who just wants to go home and surprise her boyfriend with an afternoon of unexpected fun. This story shows though what can be lying just under the surface of someone’s personality, when she turns into a raging psychopath with an enormous lust for blood. Shay on the other hand has always been a psychopath. She has, in fact, just been released from a mental institute where she manged to con the doctors into believing she was fine to be released into the general public again. Nothing to hide here. She is a bone fide nutjob!

I can’t tell you the plot. From reading the synopsis you will know that Odette and Shay are both brutal, psychopathic killers, so when I tell you that a challenge has been laid down, it shouldn’t take you too long to figure out who the challenge is between. I won’t however tell you what the challenge is.

In terms of how it makes a story, initially I had a problem with this one sitting as believable in my head. When you come to the crucial part that sets the stall for the rest of the book, you will rub your hands together and shout bring it on! Then, when I thought about it, I just couldn’t picture this happening in real life. When the story starts to split and you follow Odette and Shay as individual killers, this is where you start to shift in your seat and think my god these two are absolutely off their trollies.

After finishing the story, I have to hold my hands high in the air and admit I have no idea which author wrote which character. It makes sense that they took one each but there is no way of telling who wrote who. This takes me back to my initial fear in the introduction where I highlight the fact that where two authors collaborate on something, if the styles are distinct then the story doesn’t flow well. I defy anyone to be able to tell me who wrote which bit in Gemini. It flows superbly well. Everything links together seamlessly. At no point throughout this will you need to flip back to refresh your memory on something or have to pause to try and figure out where the link is. This story reads like it was written by one person.

Now, another aspect of this book, and probably the one that is most frightening, is the level of depravity and the level of sheer mental instability in these two girls. With each character, you get a perfect insight into just how unstable they are. Again, without trying to tell you how it comes about, each character has their own internal arguments within their own minds. This gives you an even better understanding of just how insane they are. You will find yourself becoming very afraid that there may actually be people walking amongst us that are this unstable and do have these thoughts. This takes me back to my earlier problem of not being able to truly believe in the story. I found myself thinking, well hang on, if they are believable as individuals then why couldn’t this scenario be true? Who is to say that this has not happened before where two like-minded nut cases get together and go on a brutal rampage in the same way that two like-minded people who enjoy beer wouldn’t go on a pub crawl? It sounds very simplistic but the way this is written does eventually make you believe that anything is possible.

I do have to moan a bit though. If you have read my reviews before you will know I am not a fan of sex in a horror story. There is too much of it in this one for my liking. I will leave that part there. I know a lot of people couldn’t care less about it but it just irks me. No idea why. I just think it should be kept for romance books, not ones where you want to be scared out of your pants. Also, why does it have to be so extreme at times, as in the level of violence? I’m certainly not a prude and blood guts and gore are all part and parcel of the horror genre but sometimes, I think letting the reader’s imagination go into overdrive instead of describing it in detail on the page is more effective. Again, I will leave that part there.

All in all, this is a really good story. There are a couple of points that won’t let me give it full marks but if they weren’t there, it would come out as one of the best.

Stuart Keane and Matt Hickman have proven with Gemini that they make an extremely effective writing partnership. Their styles are very similar. So similar in fact that as I said earlier, I defy anyone to guess who wrote which bit. They both write horror very well. They both write their characters very well. They both have a very fluid writing style that keeps you gripped by the googlies until the very end of the tale.

I look forward to anything they put out in the future, be it in their own names or as a partnership. I reckon the Keane & Hickman show is going to have a long run.

To summarise: a brutal and harrowing examination of the instabilities of the human mind and the depths of depravity that some individuals will go to for gratification. Be prepared for plenty of blood and literal guts. If that is your bag, then you have no choice but to pick this up.


General rating:

★★★★ I'm afraid the nookie and some extreme stuff cost a star for me.

Horror rating:

★★★★★ it gets the full horror mark though.


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Book Synopsis:

Given the afternoon off, Odette decides to take the rare time to romantically surprise her boyfriend, Gavin.

With flowers in arm and a smile on her face, she visits his home ... and is shocked at what she finds.

Gavin in bed with Shay, his other girlfriend.

Initially devastated, Odette channels her anger and accidentally unleashes the dormant beast within; a psychopathic brutality she has somehow managed to control for a decade.

But she's not alone.

Shay also harbours the same insanity, one a little closer to her apparently sane surface, and when the women realise Gavin has jilted them both, they take their violent urges out on their beau.

Which leaves only two...


CONFESSIONS REVIEWS STUART KEANE

Grin



People ask me why I enjoy books. Sometimes I remain speechless. I know many people who have never read a book - they do exist - and trying to explain this simple, yet amazing pastime to them is never easy. It's pretty difficult in fact.

I read my first adult book at age seven. This was years after seeing my first film but the experience, where new, was something else entirely. I remember being stuck on one page (for those who are curious, the book was Flesh by Richard Laymon, an excellent, yet under-appreciated horror writer) for half an hour because the detail in the scene was so vivid. I actually remember him describing an abandoned restaurant and I didn't want to continue. It was THAT real to me that I felt I was actually there. Continuing to read would take me into the restaurant and because of previous events in the book, you knew it was a very bad idea.


This was my first memory of the written word. It's remained with me since and probably always will. Many authors have that defining moment when they realised they wanted to write fiction for a living. This is mine and has shaped my life ever since.


So who is Stuart Keane?


Just an ordinary guy who likes to write thrilling, compelling stories. For thirty years, people have enthralled me, entertained me and provided me with many, many adventures. And inspiration. Now, I want to return the favour.


And for more about Stuart, visit his site or find him on social media:


Website  Facebook  Twitter  Goodreads – Amazon Page




CONFESSIONS REVIEWS MATT HICKMAN

Matt is an avid fan of horror fiction. He spends a majority of his free time reading books from both established and independent authors. With a diverse knowledge of the genre, he has now tried his hand at writing horror. With the support of his peers, some of which are established writers themselves, he now approaches a new career, one that will see him take horror by storm. His influences lead right back to traditional horror writers such as Edgar Allen Poe, Bram Stoker and William Hope Hodgson through to the more traditional horror writers such as Stephen King, Richard Laymon, Dean Koontz, James Herbert and Clive Barker to newer names such as Alex Kava, JA Konrath, Bryan Smith, Matt Shaw, Michael Bray, Iain Rob Wright, Graeme Reynolds, Tim Miller and Ian Woodhead right the way through to emerging writers who are currently starting out such as Stuart Keane, Jack Rollins, Kyle M Scott, Andrew Lennon and Shaun Hupp.

He currently resides in Tipton, a small town in the West Midlands with his partner and two children. He travels the width breadth of the UK on a regular basis as a Sales Manager for a construction company.

His writing debut, a collaboration with Andrew Lennon; Hexad, is available now as a digital download or paperback from Amazon.

He has since been featured in an anthology by Matt Shaw - Behind Closed Doors, which is available for digital download now from Amazon, to be followed by inclusion into an anthology from Dark Chapter Press - Kids, and The Dichotomy of Christmas, featuring such established names as Graham Masterson and Kealan Patrick Burke.

And for more about Matt, visit his site or find him on social media:

Website - Facebook – Twitter – Goodreads – Amazon Page


HORROR CON: THE CONFESSIONS REPORT!



On Friday the 8th of July, the Confessions die hards (me), boarded a train to sunny Rotherham to attend their first ever Horror Con UK. This was a weekend that I had been looking forward to for a long time. I was going to meet authors I have spoken to on social media for a long time. Most in a professional capacity, and also a lot of them in a personal capacity. Either way, I was looking forward to having some interesting conversations and a few beers and also picking up some lovely new books.

It didn’t start the best. My train was cancelled and I had to jump on an earlier one. Problem was, there were three train loads of people on one train. Standing the whole journey for two and a half hours was not my idea of fun.

Then I got to Rotherham. Oh dear. No offence meant to anyone who lives there but you really need to do something with that town centre.

I decided to walk up to my hotel because my Google Maps told me it was less than a mile away. It didn’t tell me it was up the highest gradient hill in Rotherham. I know I’m on a diet, but losing three stone in sweat in that one walk was not something I had planned for that weekend.

Then I got to the hotel. Oh dear. It was worse than the town centre. I decided to bite the bullet and just go with it because at the end of the day, I was only going to be sleeping there. Oh dear. My room was like an old people’s home. I probably shouldn’t do this but I’m not naming it so here is a picture of the beautiful interior.



THE CRAP HOTEL


Anyway enough of my problems. The rest of my Friday turned into a fun filled afternoon / evening of friends and drinking and more drinking and eventual fast food eating and the obligatory collapsing into bed in a drunken stupor. I met up with author Andy Lennon for the first time and we very easily slipped into a routine of chatting and drinking and smoking and drinking and chatting.

The only problem was, we forgot the eating bit.

We were joined later that evening by Mr Stuart Keane and his wife Leisyen. They remembered the eating bit but to be honest, they made up for the wasted drinking time very well.

Back to the old people’s home for some sleep and off to the event on Saturday. I was intending to take a load of pictures of the event itself to help tell this story but alas, I didn’t, so I can’t really show you what the event was like, or the people. One thing that stuck in my mind was the sheer effort a lot of people had put into their costumes for the day. Some had quite obviously been planning this for a very long time and should be applauded for their efforts.

The downside of the main hall was the fact that it stank. Not exactly sure what the smell was but I have an idea. It was rank.

Both days were more or less the same. It was spent wandering around chatting to authors, new and old. The first people I made a point of visiting were Duncan Bradshaw and Justin Park, manning the Sinister Horror Company stand. And what a beautiful site that stand was! It probably would have looked a bit better if they had moved to the side a bit but that is another matter. Loads of lovely books all on display and some of them finding their way into my possession. Dunk and Justin were exactly as I had thought they would be from chatting to them via message, and email over this past year. Very welcoming fellas who are a true credit to everything they do with SHC.

Plus Dunk liked my moobs!



DUNK AND JUSTIN


A lot of time was also spent with Jack Rollins and his brother Chris, manning the Dark Chapter Press stand. As normal, all of the DCP books were on display and also the new wares of Jack’s latest venture, Carsun’s Bazaar. If you see it at one of these events you really must pay him a visit. He has some wonderful figures, keyrings and curiosities on sale at very reasonable prices.



JACK AND CHRIS


Beside the DCP lot as usual was Stuart Keane, This time accompanied on the same table by Ian Noakes. As I type this I have just realised that I didn’t get my picture taken with Stuart or Ian. In fact I don’t even think I was properly introduced to Ian. I apologise for this guys and promise to make it up to you in the future. You definitely need to pop by Stuart’s stand at a con. His books are beautiful and I guarantee you will pick some up.

Another stand we spent a lot of time at was the one belonging to Mark Cassell. I met Mark at Emcon a few months ago and thought then that he was a really decent chap. After being able to spend a little bit more time in his company this time around I have to say that he is one of the nicest guys I think I have ever met. A really genuine bloke that works his nuts off at these events to make the most of the time he has there. He even let me take over his stand for a while when he needed a well-deserved pee. I can say that right? I made him money as well, selling a magazine and a flash drive! Never got my cut though.



MARK CASSELL


Andy Lennon is another man I must apologise to because I did not get a picture of me and him at his stand. I felt a bit sorry for Andy because he was in a smaller hall by himself, but as far as I can gather, he did OK for himself on the Saturday. He certainly had one of the best views with all the snakes and spiders that were surrounding him on the Saturday.

The highlight for most of us horror book lovers though was probably our individual sightings and meetings with the legend that is, Shaun Hutson. Facebook on the Saturday was saturated with exuberant fangirls and fanboys repeatedly posting their pictures with Mr Hutson and I really cannot blame them. What an absolute gentleman he was. Not in the true sense of the word because as anyone will tell you, his use of language is certainly not that of a refined gentleman. More the fella next door. He was an absolute gem none the less and it was a pleasure for all of us to meet him. He didn’t turn anyone away and was always willing to stand and chat no matter where you met him.

I was lucky enough to get to chat to him and his publisher from a Confessions point of view as well and got some rather exciting news that I will share with you at a later date so watch this space.



THE LEGEND SHAUN HUTSON


All in all I enjoyed Horror Con UK. I reckon I would go back OK. I don’t reckon I would stay in the same hotel though. I'm sorry my report isn't as fun as others to read but to be honest, it is something that is quite hard to describe. You need to be there. It is certainly an event where you can get up close and personal with your favourite authors and some of the film stars and has some wonderful stands selling some crackin horror merchandise. Some of the t-shirts especially were fantastic. I need to take a bigger budget next year!

So here is to next year. May it roll round very quickly! To all of you going to Edge Lit at the weekend, be safe and enjoy. I will unfortunately not be there this year but with a bit of forward planning, there is always next year.

Thanks again for visiting Confessions of a Reviewer!

Nev.

GUEST POST: Confessions of my Past, Present and Future #33 - Stuart Keane


Confessions of my Past, Present and Future

by

Stuart Keane


The Past


Writing has been an interest of mine for decades, one that has slowly developed and matured over time, ever since my seven-year-old brain took the seed and planted it, storing it for a later date. I started reading young, and there are many catalysts responsible for my journey into the creative landscape of writing, but there's only one book that spoke to me, one book that I have read several times throughout the years and thought, 'man, it still has that oomph.' The book responsible? Before we get to that, first, a little background.

Fact is I've always loved to read, and if I weren't writing for a living, I would spend every spare waking moment reading books. As a child, I picked up anything I could get my hands on. Whether it’s the insanely popular Mr Men collection, Puddle Lane, Spot the Dog pop-up books, or Dr Seuss, my reading education started young and simple. It was only a matter of time until the interest piqued, and I began reading on a more fluent basis.

I mentioned in a recent interview that the best gift I received as a child was a library card. This would build the solid foundation for my reading, but let's not forget I was also a young boy; comic books were an integral part of my childhood from the age of three. I was an avid reader of The Beano, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, and a short-lived magazine from Marvel called It's Wicked (you may remember this Beano clone; Slimer from The Real Ghostbusters – another of my regular reads – was the main character), and this led me to Roald Dahl. The Witches, The Twits, Matilda, Revolting Rhymes, The Enormous Crocodile, and Charlie and the Chocolate Factory were all firm favourites at the time. These all helped me find the interest to read actual books, ones without pictures. That's when Enid Blyton came along.




The Famous Five and The Secret Seven were the first series – in their entirety – that I read from beginning to end. The library had the entire bibliography of both, which took a few trips back and forth, and before long, I was browsing bookshops and boot fairs to start compiling these for my own collection. To this day, many are stored in the cupboard beside me, but Enid Blyton introduced me to a completely new genre: the mystery thriller. Now, Blyton writes for children, but anyone who read the above books in their youth will tell you one thing; there was a tantalizing thrill, and a subtle fear buried deep in those innocent adventures. To this day, I remember those lazy summer days fondly. Maybe, when I retire, I will reenact them all over again.

After Blyton, I discovered Alfred Hitchcock and The Three Investigators. These books added a horror element to proceedings, and elevated my interest; I wanted more, something more adult, and the library card was no longer satisfying that craving (at this point, it was two years in, and hundreds of books down). Then, one fateful day, I walked to my mother's bookshelf, picked up Flesh by Richard Laymon, and the rest is history. Flesh is the reason I pursued a career in writing. Although the career came along some years later, that book opened my eyes to the horror genre for the very first time. I'd seen the occasional horror movie from behind the sofa, and read about spooky urban legends, but this book not only terrified me, it introduced me to the feeling of being truly scared – and I loved it. Seven-year-old me will not admit to that at the time, he was too busy cowering beneath the bed, eyes glued to the pages, but the book really hit home, and it’s the main reason I am a writer today.





The Present


I'm thirty-four, and I was seven when I started reading. Many books have passed through my hands since my childhood, and this will continue to happen long into the future, but most recently, I have been revisiting old classics. Books that, in hindsight, might not have resonated with me as much as a child, a stroppy teenager, or a young adult with other things on his delinquent mind. When I discovered Laymon as a child, the natural progression led me to Clive Barker, James Herbert, and Shaun Hutson; three of the best authors in the genre, and three of Britain's best, if not the greatest, horror talents.




After Flesh, I moved into Laymon's back catalogue – Island, Quake, Endless Night, One Rainy Night, and Body Rides are still firm favourites – but every reader gets the itch to read more, and expand the horizons. I picked up The Rats and The Fog by James Herbert, and my horror education blew wide open. Lair and Domain followed. Soon it led to Shaun Hutson's Spawn and Slugs, not to mention one awesome weekend in which I read Renegades, Assassin, and Shadows back to back. The Hellbound Heart was a couple of hours I will never forget; where Barker's unique style of writing actually gave me goosebumps, the first book to do so. I remember seeing Hellraiser for the first time, as if it was yesterday, and realising that, although it was a decent movie, it wasn't a patch on the novel. All of these books were awesome as a child/teenager/young adult (delete where appropriate), but reading them the second, third, fourth time around, within the last five years, was a phenomenal experience, and testament to why books, especially your favourites, should never be taken for granted.




However, I'm not purely a horror fiend. Much as I did with the above authors, I have read the entire Jack Reacher series by Lee Child thrice, except the most recent entry, Make Me. Meeting Lee Child some years ago was a bucket list moment, and getting a personal endorsement from him was the reason I began my writing career. Other authors I read on a regular basis – when time permits it – include Richard Montanari, Robert Crais, Brett Battles, Chris Carter, and J.A. Konrath.




One book I am currently reading is Battle Royale by Koushan Takami. Better known as a 2000 film on this side of the globe, the book is the original source material for the movie. Where the movie was excellent, the book – thus far – is simply phenomenal. It's surprising how the violence and tragedy is somewhat enhanced by your imagination. If you haven’t read it, I highly recommend it, and I'm only a third of the way through.




I am also revisiting the Batman comics where possible – Knightfalland The Killing Joke, not to mention A Death In The Family and Hush, are all firm favourites of mine. Again, Batman was cool as a kid, but even cooler as an adult who can understand the more mature themes contained in the artwork and the storylines.





The Future


One thing is certain; the future of horror is very promising. Over the past two years, I've seen several talented horror authors emerge from the murky depths of the genre, and they all have a bright future in the industry. As an editor for Dark Chapter Press, I have the honour of working with many budding authors; honest, genuine people who have a passion that sears the digital pages, a love for their craft that will only push them to a great future. To name them all would take an eternity, but if you've worked with Dark Chapter Press, this is a shout out to those writers. Keep doing what you're doing, and you will go far.

From my own imagination, I have several projects in the think tank, and 2016 is already shaping up to become very productive, but writers who have impressed me recently are the ones who show originality in their work. People like Jack Rollins, who crafts and articulates a Victorian horror novel like no author I've read before; he really brings to mind the classic Hammer horror of yesteryear, and reading his work is a sublime treat. You have Kyle M. Scott who, on the surface, resembles a modern-day Richard Laymon, but deep down his stories speak of a familiar fractured society, one that hides a dark truth that can emerge at any time. No one can replace Laymon, but he comes mighty close. You have Matt Hickman, who is a new face on the block, and isn't even a year into his career, but is already making waves of the terrifying, horrific kind. The guy can write a story that will make you vomit and cry in equal proportion, and is definitely one to watch for the future.




There are a number of other authors honing their craft today – and they all know who they are, to mention them all would take days – but the future is definitely bright for horror. Keep doing what you're doing, and keep building your legacy. The only person who can ruin your career is you, so chin up, keep working, and keep the passion burning.

As for myself? I hope to continue reading, continue finding inspiration in the written word. I want my passion to stay alive, to burn forever, to result in a hundred books by 2020. Can it happen? Maybe, but only I can decide that. I am certainly looking forward to writing the Grin sequels; the first book was very well received, and Dani is a character that has an extensive story to tell. With three sequels already prepped and mapped out, 2017 will definitely be a year to watch.

Do I have any hopes for the future? Well, my colleague Jack Rollins beat me to it in a previous Confessions post; but I want to write a Batmanstory. It would be a dream come true. Who knows, maybe Jack and I can collaborate on one…

I have people tell me that my style is slowly developing into one I can call my own, and if this is true, I will continue to do this. We all have dreams, hell, writing books was mine for thirty-two years, and as fate would have it, dreams can come true. I'm looking forward to my future, it terrifies me and excites me in equal measure, and I don’t know what it will hold, but being scared is a good thing, as any horror reader will attest. One thing is for sure; I have my dream firmly in my hand, and I'm not letting go anytime soon.




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People ask me why I enjoy books. Sometimes I remain speechless. I know many people who have never read a book - they do exist - and trying to explain this simple, yet amazing pastime to them is never easy. It's pretty difficult in fact.

I read my first adult book at age seven. This was years after seeing my first film but the experience, where new, was something else entirely. I remember being stuck on one page (for those who are curious, the book was Flesh by Richard Laymon, an excellent, yet under-appreciated horror writer) for half an hour because the detail in the scene was so vivid. I actually remember him describing an abandoned restaurant and I didn't want to continue. It was THAT real to me that I felt I was actually there. Continuing to read would take me into the restaurant and because of previous events in the book, you knew it was a very bad idea.


This was my first memory of the written word. It's remained with me since and probably always will. Many authors have that defining moment when they realised they wanted to write fiction for a living. This is mine and has shaped my life ever since.


So who is Stuart Keane?


Just an ordinary guy who likes to write thrilling, compelling stories. For thirty years, people have enthralled me, entertained me and provided me with many, many adventures. And inspiration. Now, I want to return the favour.


And for more about Stuart, visit his site or find him on social media:


Website  Facebook  Twitter  Goodreads Amazon Page