Paula Guran, ed.
trade paper, 480 p., $14.95
ebook, $6.99 Kindle, Nook
This one came out last year, and I’ve only read a few of the stories in it. Nor do I plan to read all of them, at least not this year. I’ll take my time with this one and spread it out over several years. In other words, this is more of an FYI post than a full-on review. However, I’ve been impressed enough by the contents so far to feel I should bring this one to your attention.
First of all, this is a reprint anthology, and there is one difference between the print and electronic editions. That’s the inclusion of Ray Bradbury’s “The Halloween Game”, which isn’t in the electronic edition. Now if you recall, I have a very high regard for Bradbury, but I wish he hadn’t been so stubborn about electronic rights. “The Halloween Game” is a story that deserves to be in this book.
Even without Bradbury’s contribution, the table of contents is impressive. The stories I’ve read include “Night Out” by Tina Rath and “On a Dark October” by Joe Lansdale. Both are worth the read. I”ll dip into this one again, at least to reread “Hornets” by Al Sarrantonio, which takes place in his fictional town of Orangefield. I’ve just started reading one of the Orangefield novels, and it makes reference to the events in “Hornets”.
Richard Chizmar and Robert Morrish, ed.
trade paper, 656 p., oop, various prices second hand
This one came out ten years ago (I think there was an earlier limited edition), and it’s been almost that long since I read it. It contains a mix of memoir, reprint, and what at the time was new. I don’t remember all of the stories well enough to try to do a full review, but this is one anthology I intend to revisit, something that doesn’t happen with much of what I read. I probably won’t get to it this year since the library is still in a state of disarray since the move, but I recommend this book if you come across a copy or want to order it online. It’s got some great stories in it. Like Halloween, this is another anthology that’s perfect for dipping into on a evening when there’s a nip in the air and you’re not sure if the sound you hear is a branch scraping against the window in the wind or something else.