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GUEST POST: Confessions of my Past, Present and Future #28 - Matthew Cash


Confessions of my Past, Present and Future

by

Matthew Cash


The Past


From the moment I was born I was destined to be a horror fanatic. The night my mother went into labour, the stars had aligned like in that bit in Omen III: The Final Conflict, horses curdled and milk did sweat.

My mother was a massive, massive Hammer Horror (and others of that era) fan, and was an avid collector of regional ghost books, so that genre had always been loitering around me like a weird, sinister, lunatic uncle.

I've read books pretty much constantly since I learnt how to read. I was one of those kids who favoured books over toys.

I have also written stories since I was old enough to write, before I could write I used to dictate to my father.

My first recollection of a book so horrific that I had to stop reading was Roald Dahl’s The Witches. I remember it went into horrific detail about what your typical witch would do to a captured child and it scared the hell out of me. But...once I had put it down I couldn't help but be lured into reading more. It had to be finished.




Once I discovered that I kind of equally liked, and loathed being scared pooless by a good yarn, I would pick up some of my mother's books or swipe unwanted presents off my older siblings.

My sister had a few of the old Pan Horror omnibuses and from there it escalated quickly into the likes of James Herbert and Stephen King.

Jay Anson’s Amityville Horror was the first book I read that kept me awake at night, I was too young, I believed in the fact that if something said it was true then it was, and I was bloody petrified.




As a teenager I developed a love for the British equivalents to Stephen King, I wanted to read about horrific things in places that were more familiar to me. I fell in love with Stephen Laws and Joe Donnelly, Stephen Law’s The Frightenerswas the first thing I had read by him and I was hooked.

With Joe Donnelly I loved the Scottish surroundings and takes on old legends, Still Life, Incubus and Shrike are well overdue a reread.




My first glimpse of extreme horror was Richard Laymon’s Endless Night. That book had me glued from the very beginning. It's around the four or five-hundred-page mark and I remember sitting in my chair and not being able to do anything until I had finished it. A quote which appeared on a few of his books, "like Stephen King without a conscience" was what attracted me to his work.





The Present


Ever to be one to be the last on the bandwagon I've recently discovered Brian Lumley’s Necroscopeseries. I was always put off in the nineties by the trashy book covers, skulls and stuff, I still really hate book covers that look like they should be the cover on a heavy metal album (not that I have any issues with metal \m/ ) I loved his take on the vampire Mythos and the whole espionage, or ESPionage as they refer to it, spies with telekinetic powers, kinda like a horror X-Men.

My favourite horror authors at the moment are Adam Nevill, F R Tallis, John Adjvide Lindqvist, they are the main ones who I have to buy when their books come out. I like books that can take me to foreign places like the scenery and cultural differences in Lindqvist’s books.




Currently I'm going through an Irvine Welsh stint. He has always been one of my favourite authors, for everyday horror too. He has that warped sense of humour and is one of the few writers who can gross me out and make me chuckle simultaneously.

There are loads of writers whose books float my boat nowadays. I'm fortunate enough to even be friends with some of them on social media, I love what I've read from Gary Fry and Paul Finch and have just rekindled my love for the local legends by reading one of their Terror Tales Of... series. These wonderful books with snippets of actual legend from different areas of the UK, intermingled with short stories by some great authors that slip in place wonderfully. 





The Future


I've never ever stuck to one particular genre, but horror has been the most predominant. I want to go back to catching up on my Haruki Murakami, read more of the older stuff I've missed out on. Investigate authors I've never read: Peter Straub, Shirley Jackson.

There isn't a genre I haven't read and it would be hard to find something out of my comfort zone. I have always been attracted to the weird, offensive, satirical and horrific but also like the odd feel good, inspiring stories.





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Matthew Cash, or Matty-Bob Cash as he is known to most, was born and raised in in Suffolk; which is the setting for his forthcoming full length novel Pinprick which is due for publication with Knightswatch Press in 2016.

He has always written stories since he first learnt to write and most, although not all, tend to slip into the many layered murky depths of the Horror genre.

His influences, from his early reading, to present day are, to name but a select few; Roald Dahl, James Herbert, Clive Barker, Stephen King, Stephen Laws, and more recently he enjoys Adam Nevill, F.R Tallis, Michael Bray, William Meikle and Iain Rob Wright (who featured Matty-Bob in his famous A-Z of Horror title M is For Matty-Bob, plus Matthew wrote his own version of events which was included as a bonus).

He is a father of two and a husband of one.

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REVIEW: Matthew Cash - Ankle Biters: Don't Wake The Babies!

Genre: Horror
Publisher: Self Published
Publication Date: 15th Nov 2015
Pages: 47

MY REVIEW:

A copy of Ankle Biters was sent to Confessions of a Reviewer by the author, Matthew Cash, in exchange for an honest review. This is said review. This book is self-published.

Right, time to be up front and honest from the very beginning. I have been friends with Matthew Cash on Facebook for about a year now. I have never met the fella face to face. A lot of people would say this is very fortunate for me. I would beg to differ. Matty-Bob, as he is better known, has had a bit of a bad rap. Not entirely his fault, more from situations that show how social media can sometimes be used against a person, but, I won’t go into that here.

I have known he has been writing for a while now. I have offered to read some things before. A couple things didn’t work out but that was purely down to the fact that even though I know him, I will be honest with him about his writing. Mr Cash was wise enough to take some things on board and fix them. This brings me to Ankle Biters. This is the first story written by Matthew Cash that I have sat down to read for enjoyment. To give the fair and honest review. He knows I will be brutally honest.

Here goes then.

Courtney, Bethany, Meghan and Grace are four teenage friends. They act like any normal teenage girls. Nothing too malicious about them, but they do get into mischief from time to time. One night while hanging around in the local cemetery, they dislodge a three-hundred-year old statue that ultimately, falls completely over.

They are too young to know about the legend of Old Ma Lacey or indeed the significance of what they have just done.

Old Ma Lacey was a witch. The statue was keeping her in the ground. The door has been reopened, and she want’s vengeance.

So, there are not a lot of characters in this. It’s mainly just the four girls. They are as I said, typical teenage girls. Mobile phones surgically transplanted in their hands and they like a sneaky beer when the parents are out. They are not vindictive or malicious kids that are out mugging grannies so you can’t help but like them. The circumstances they are in are disastrous, but accidental.

Christine is Courtney’s mum. She comes across as an intelligent and courageous woman who would do anything for her kids. They all must band together in a dramatic fight to defeat evil.

The plot? It’s very old skool. An ancient legend of the last witch to be burned at the stake in the area. A legend that is so old that people of today don’t believe it is true. But it is. And it is real. The witch has been unleashed once more and is after the girls who let her free and ultimately to get revenge on all ancestors of the people who put her underground.

So what did I think of it? You know what? I’m actually rather surprised. I went in to this not expecting much from it. Don’t ask me why. I think it may be something to with it being a new author and the fact that I know them from another life before the writing so didn’t want to build my hopes up that it was any good. But it is. It’s mighty damn fine in fact.

When I mention the plot is old skool, so too is the writing. This story could be from any horror film you ever watched in the 70’s or 80’s. It has a wonderful old atmosphere to it that will transport you back to the days of Poltergeist (1982) and Tremors (1990) and The Gate (1997). It just has that feel about it that makes you smile while you read it. It keeps you on edge and it does creep you out without descending into the ridiculous or unbelievable. It’s horror, but it’s great fun while it’s at it.

Can I be negative for a minute? Sometimes you can tell it is an early piece of writing from someone new. That’s to be expected though, right? A bit more work on some of the phrasing, some of the grammar. I also have to say that for me, it ended too suddenly. It was an effective ending and if it was a movie it would be a great scene to fade out on, but I wanted a little bit more of the human story at the end. But that’s about it really.

You know I reckon this fella has a future at this writing lark. The surprised feeling is still hovering over me a bit. I’m more impressed than I thought I would be. This book brings back a certain nostalgia to the horror story. Nothing high tech, no CGI, just scares and ancient monsters. Good stuff.

To summarise: old skool, no frills horror that will take you back to the golden age of the 80’s. A very enjoyable short from a new name that could make his name shine in big bright lights if he keeps writing stuff like this.


General rating:

★★★★ a couple of creases to iron out.

Horror rating:

★★★★ not far off the full lot.


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Book Synopsis:

When Courtney and her friends accidentally vandalise one of their town's forgotten historical landmarks, they unleash something sinister, poisonous and hell-bent on revenge.

Old Ma Lacey, the last woman to be burnt as a witch in this state, has awoken and she's brought her babies.


Matthew Cash, or Matty-Bob Cash as he is known to most, was born and raised in in Suffolk; which is the setting for his forthcoming full length novel Pinprick which is due for publication with Knightswatch Press in 2016.

He has always written stories since he first learnt to write and most, although not all, tend to slip into the many layered murky depths of the Horror genre.

His influences, from his early reading, to present day are, to name but a select few; Roald Dahl, James Herbert, Clive Barker, Stephen King, Stephen Laws, and more recently he enjoys Adam Nevill, F.R Tallis, Michael Bray, William Meikle and Iain Rob Wright (who featured Matty-Bob in his famous A-Z of Horror title M is For Matty-Bob, plus Matthew wrote his own version of events which was included as a bonus).

He is a father of two and a husband of one.

And for more about Matthew, you can find him on social media:

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The Big 18?

REVIEW: J. Scaddon - Harry Lane is Innocent

Genre: Crime / Thriller
Publisher: Self Published
Publication Date: 10th Sept 2015
Pages: 95

MY REVIEW:

A copy of Harry Lane is Innocent was sent to Confessions of a Reviewer by the author J Scaddon in exchange for an honest review. This is said review.

Anyone who visits the blog regularly will know I love to discover new authors. Jamie Scaddon is name I am sure many of you will not be familiar with. I certainly wasn’t when he sent me an email to see if I would like to review this one. It is certainly not my normal first pick for a book but something drew me to it. I liked the sound of it and decided to give it a go. It took me a while to get to it. I wish it hadn’t.

Harry Lane is twenty-three years old although he has the mind of a six-year-old. He is a gentle giant that is always out to please people, no matter who they are.

His dad has asked him to run an errand for him one dark night. In 1940’s London this involves a long walk. Harry decides to cut through a park. He likes to watch the wildlife in it.

He stumbles across an altercation between a drunk man and a young lady. She has been stabbed and Harry tries to help. She unfortunately dies and Harry has been accused of her murder.

This starts the process of questioning and a trial. For Harry it is daunting and confusing as his mind doesn’t understand what is happening. For his family, it looks like the end for Harry.

OK. This is a short one. Comes in at about one hundred pages. Set yourself a few hours to the side with nothing on for the rest of the day because you will not want to put this one down.

Our characters in this one are few and far between. It really just centres on Harry. Like I said earlier, he is in his twenties but has the mental age of a young child. He is timid, meek, caring, loving. All the things you would expect a child to be. Because of his illness he doesn’t understand things very well so when he is plunged into this new world he has no clue what is going on.

The plot is simple. Harry is innocent. You know from the very beginning he is innocent. He is going to be hanged for the crime he did not commit. No one seems to care other than a young barrister who must battle against the odds to try and keep him alive.

This scenario has been done before. You will probably see it most Sunday nights on various channels all over your television. So why should you read this one? Simple answer? The way this story is written will make you want to forget about everything else you need to do for the day and just sit. Sit and read.

I think I am right in saying this is a first novella for Mr Scaddon. If not the first, then certainly one of the first. In places it shows. Sometimes it could be a little more polished. The sentences could be a little more refined. The use of language could be a little more imaginative.

You know what though? I don’t care!

At the same time as the little negatives, the way it is written and the little bits that are missing make the story. It is almost like this is writing at its barest minimum. It’s completely stripped down to give you a basic story told in the simplest of ways that is so very very effective. You cannot help but feel for Harry and his family. You cannot help but feel total anger and disgust at the authorities for their blatant disregard for following through on things that could change the situation drastically. Emotion is a huge driver in this story and it flows off every page in such a way that you will get angry reading this story.

There are scenes which follow the executioners. They describe in detail what they do, the routines they follow and the procedures they must go through to make sure the hanging goes smoothly. Now I am no history buff and know very little about this process. I don’t know how much research Mr Scaddon has done on this part of the book to make it authentic. You know what though? I don’t care again. Reading these scenes, you will be covered in goose bumps. You will be reading with such fear and emotion and pain flowing through your veins it will leave you breathless at the end. These were truly harrowing. Again, cut down, basic writing that is so effective it is mind blowing.

Can you tell I liked this book? I know what people are like. They stick with authors they know and can trust to deliver them a fantastic story. Most people are scared to try out a little known author like this. I URGE you to give this story a chance. Yes, it is not the most polished of books you will ever read. Yes, it’s not a big blockbuster. Yes, it is filled with emotion and tension and has a nerve wrecking finale that will have you having to remind yourself to breath. It is that good.

To summarise: Harry Lane is accused of a crime he did not commit. He is going to hang for it. Someone needs to prove he is innocent.

To summarise further: Honestly? Just buy it. Show a new author with a unique, cut down writing style that we have faith in them!


General rating:

★★★★★ not perfect in some ways but still full marks.

Crime / Thriller rating:

★★★★★ brilliant story.


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Book Synopsis:

Harry Lane is a nice man, who has the mental abilities of a child. He is keen to please and never would do anything to harm anyone. When he stumbles into the scene of a murder the finger of suspicion is wrongly pointed at him. Unless a young and ambitious barrister can find the evidence to prove his innocence, Harry Lane will have a date with the hangman.


J Scaddon is an author of children's stories, but has also written several novellas for adults as well. He lives in the beautiful country of Wales with his wife and his daughter.



















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REVIEW: Mark Matthews - All Smoke Rises: Milk-Blood Redux

Genre: Horror
Publisher: Wicked Run Press
Publication Date: 8th Feb 2016
Pages: 151

MY REVIEW:

A copy of All Smoke Rises: Milk Blood Redux was sent to Confessions of a Reviewer by the author, Mark Matthews, in exchange for an honest review. This is said review. This book is published by Wicked Run Press.

I have only read one other thing by Mark Matthews. It was the first part to this story, Milk-Blood. I found it harrowing and disturbing to say the least and to be honest, had no idea what to write in the review for it and sat staring at a blank screen for ages before it came to me. Mark contacted me to see if I fancied a go at the sequel. I thought this was incredibly brave of him to do considering my last review was a bit odd.

It wasn’t a scathing negative review but after just reading it back, it didn’t make much sense either. You can read the review here. Offering me a second pop at his work wasn’t an opening I was expecting so how could I refuse?

Let’s see what I thought of this one.

Lilly’s story has been told in Milk-Blood. But is it just a story. The person who wrote it has just broken into your house and left Lilly’s body in your kitchen along with the manuscript for the story.

You must read it and decide for yourself what needs to be done with Lilly’s body.

Like many of the decisions made for Lilly during her life, this is one you cannot take lightly.

OK. This review is going to be a bit different. I think I said that at the start of the review of book one. I’m not going to give you characters. There are quite a few involved in this story but to give you any insight to their make-up would give you some sort of feel for them and I do not want to do that. I’m not going to give you the plot. Trying to do that in a review would be both confusing and, well, to be honest, bad of me to try and do because the execution of the story in this one is like nothing else I have ever read.

So what can I tell you? Well the first thing that I should highlight to you is that this story is probably one of, if not themost harrowing, horrific and thought provoking urban horror stories you will ever read. For so many different reasons.

This isn’t a monster horror story. Well, not in the thing from the swamp style anyway. I suppose it shows the monsters that are inside all of us off to perfection. It’s not a slasher horror story. Well, not in a Jason or Freddy style but again it does show what some people are capable of doing with a weapon in their hand. It’s not a jump out of your seat horror story. Well, not in a BOO sort of way but again you will jump out of your seat and squirm in it quite a lot at some of the sickening goings on in it.

Can you see where I’m going with this? It is all of the above rolled into a story with only human characters in it, caught up in a world of drug abuse and all the other bad things that go along with it. Health issues. Wealth issues. Mental health issues. The list goes on.

This story will certainly pull at your heart strings. Some of it you may think, I’m not sure that would actually happen, but Mr Matthews has worked in this area for a number of years and should know his stuff. Some of it you may think is, a bit unnecessary. It can be graphic at times and a bit sickening. Horror fans like gore and blood and guts but when it is presented to you in such a realistic way then, that’s when it seems more real and in your face. That’s when you think to yourself, hang on a minute, this is bloody scary stuff.

This story is written in such a way that it could be one hundred percent true. It could be one person’s memory of actual events. That is how it is supposed to come across and believe me, it does. It does switch between characters telling different parts at different times and a couple of those times I got a bit confused as to who said what, but thankfully it didn’t spoil anything for me.

I don’t know what else to say about this story. If you like horror you will like this book. It will probably prove to be scarier than most things you have ever read in the genre. Purely and simply because it could be real.

Mark Matthews completely sucks you into the world he is writing about. You can almost touch it. You can almost taste it. You can most definitely smell it. This is writing of the highest quality. To make you totally lose yourself in a story as dark as this and believe every word of it is no mean feat.

I think I get this world he lives in now. I certainly understand it a little bit better.

It scares the hell out of me though!

To summarise: Urban horror at the top of its game. Brutal and graphic at times, this is definitely not for the feint hearted. As with Milk-Blood, All Smoke Riseswill stay with me for a very long time.


General rating:

★★★★★ deserves no less.

Horror rating:

★★★★★ horrific.


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Book Synopsis:

Ten-year-old Lilly is the victim of a terrible house fire and a wretched family. Her father is an addict with mental illness, her mother was murdered and then buried across the street, and her uncle got her addicted to heroin.

Lilly’s tragic story has been told in the book ALL SMOKE RISES, and it may be true, for the author has broken into your house, and placed Lilly's body on your kitchen counter. He demands you read the manuscript, before cutting his own wrists and bleeding out on your floor.

Now you have decisions to make, for Lilly's body may not be dead, and her family is coming for her.


Mark Matthews has a B.A. in English Literature from the University of Michigan, and is a licensed professional counselor who has worked in mental health and substance abuse treatment for over 20 years. His novel MILK-BLOOD, along with its companion short story, The Damage Done, have been optioned for a full length feature film. ALL SMOKE RISES: MILK-BLOOD REDUX is the sequel and will be available in February of 2016.

He is the author of On the Lips of Children, from Books of the Dead Press, which was nominated as a semi-finalist for the 2014 Best Kindle Book Awards. Matthews has run 13 marathons, and has two running based books, The Jade Rabbit and Chasing the Dragon, also available on amazon. He lives near Detroit with his wife and two daughters. All of his books are based on true settings.

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SHOW-OFF AND TELL #26 - John Connolly - Signed Stuff

#26 in the Show-Off and Tell feature is one that is a little bit different. It’s a couple of signed invites from John Connolly. There is a bit of a story behind this one.

It was April 2014 and the new John Connolly book was due out. He was doing a book signing, in my current home town of Newcastle. This would be the first opportunity I would have to meet the man himself, so decided to go along.

I decided to take along my then bolshie thirteen-year-old son, really just to give him something to do on a dreary Saturday afternoon.

When we got to Waterstones where the signing was taking place, I was a bundle of nerves. I was actually going to be in the same room as one of my absolute heroes, and I couldn’t cope. My son was very nonplussed at this and extremely embarrassed. The lady from Waterstones was getting everyone in the queue for the signing. She came to us and asked where my book was. I apologised and said I didn’t have one. She told me I would have to leave if I didn’t buy the book to get signed.

I had no money on me, and no bank cards or credit cards to pay for the book. I looked at my son and he was gutted, for me. He could see the tears welling in my eyes at the fact my chance of meeting my hero had gone.

We left Waterstones and went across the road for a coffee. I at least had some cash to treat him to a Starbucks, just not a book for my hero to sign for me.

I sent a text to my wife to tell her what had happened and her being her, got straight on to John’s publicist to see if they could sort something. She was in America and could do nothing but tell us to go back and try again. I didn’t have the heart. I was gutted and embarrassed and just wanted to go home and lie down in a darkened room.

As we left the Starbucks, my bolshie thirteen-year-old son veered off in the direction of Waterstones again. I was shouting over to him to come with me back to the car so we could just go home. He completely ignored me and kept walking to the shop. He disappeared inside the shop and then came out two minutes later waving at me to come forward.

When I walked over to the shop door, there was Mr Connolly, standing just inside, with the lady who had told me to leave. There was no one else there and it looked like he was getting ready to leave. My son gave me some weird hand signals that I couldn’t really understand and then I saw him make his way towards the nasty lady that threw us out. He was asking her if she could tell him if they had a book he wanted. It was something he had completely made up so she didn’t know and would have to go look it up on the computer. She excused herself from John, and my son turned and gave me a wink. He distracted her and I went in for the kill.

It turned out that Mr Connolly, or John as I like to call him, was an absolute gentleman. When I started to speak to him, my mouth went totally dry and the sweat was running down my back. I couldn’t string two words together. As there was no one else in the shop we started to chat. And we chatted. And we chatted some more. With us both being from Ireland, we got to talking about the old homeland and the differences between there and where we were. We spoke about books. I asked him what was going to happen with Charlie Parker and he told me feck off. No, seriously, he did. He wouldn’t give anything away at all.

We spoke for about twenty-five minutes about all sorts of rubbish before he politely told me he had to go to catch a train. Because I didn’t have the money to buy the book I asked him if he would sign something for me. He straight away grabbed a flyer.

This is it:




Shortly after that, my bolshie son and the exasperated lady that originally threw us out came along, and she finally twigged at what was going on. By this stage there was nothing she could do really so I just blew her a raspberry.

But John was not done. He started a conversation with my son Alex then, asking if he had read his books for kids about Samuel Johnson. Alex rather shyly told him no but he would certainly read them if I got them for him. John thought this was a great idea, went into his bag and pulled out a load of badges and gave them to Alex. He then told him the next time he met him, he would check if he had read the books and signed this for him. I think he meant it when he said he would check.




One more momentous thing happened that day. We got our picture taken with him. Can you guess who had to take the picture?

Yeah, the nasty bitch that threw us out!





John Connolly was born in Dublin, Ireland in 1968 and has, at various points in his life, worked as a journalist, a barman, a local government official, a waiter and a dogsbody at Harrods department store in London. He studied English in Trinity College, Dublin and journalism at Dublin City University, subsequently spending five years working as a freelance journalist for The Irish Times newspaper, to which he continues to contribute.

His first novel, Every Dead Thing, was published in 1999, and introduced the character of Charlie Parker, a former policeman hunting the killer of his wife and daughter. Dark Hollow followed in 2000. The third Parker novel, The Killing Kind, was published in 2001, with The White Road following in 2002. In 2003, John published his fifth novel—and first stand-alone book—Bad Men. In 2004, Nocturnes, a collection of novellas and short stories, was added to the list, and 2005 marked the publication of the fifth Charlie Parker novel, The Black Angel. John's seventh novel, The Book of Lost Things, a story about fairy stories and the power that books have to shape our world and our imaginations, was published in September 2006, followed by the next Parker novel, The Unquiet, in 2007, The Reapers, in 2008 The Lovers, in 2009, and The Whisperers, the ninth Charlie Parker novel, in 2010. The tenth Charlie Parker novel, The Burning Soul, was published in 2011, to be followed in 2012 by The Wrath of Angels. The Wolf in Winter, the twelfth Parker novel, was published in April 2014 in the UK and in October 2014 in the US. 2015 saw the publication of A Song of Shadows, the 13th Parker novel, and Night Music: Nocturnes Volume 2, the second collection of short stories. The 14th Parker novel, A Time of Torment, will be published in April 2016 in the UK and in July 2016 in the US.

In 2009, John published The Gates, his first novel for young adults. A sequel was published in 2011 as Hell's Bells in the UK and The Infernals in the United States; the third in the Samuel Johnson trilogy, The Creeps, was published in 2013 in the UK and in 2014 in the US. DreamWorks Studios acquired the Samuel Johnson trilogy in 2015 for development as a possible franchise.

Books to Die For, a nonfiction anthology co-edited by John Connolly and Declan Burke, won the 2013 Agatha, Anthony and Macavity Awards for Best Critical/Biographical Book of the year.

With his partner, Jennifer Ridyard, John published Conquest, the first book in the Chronicles of the Invaders series for teenaged readers, in 2013. The second book in that series, Empire, followed in 2015, and the third, Dominion, will be out in February 2016 in the UK and in May 2016 in the US.

John Connolly is based in Dublin but divides his time between his native city and the United States, where the Charlie Parker mysteries are set.

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