Starting with Roadkill Girls, I’m kicking off something big, mean, and long overdue: Grindhouse Horror 2025 — a pulp horror book series, one title a month, from now through October (and maybe beyond if the blood keeps flowing).
These books are short, nasty little monsters. Think paperback nasties of the ’70s and ’80s—Guy N. Smith, Harry Adam Knight, Shaun Hutson, Richard Lewis, John Halkin, Gary Brandner, and all those glorious, disreputable weirdos with typewriters who crammed more blood and slime into 180 pages than most horror writers manage in a trilogy. Add a double bill of sleazy grindhouse cinema—flesh-eating zombies, sex-crazed cults, scuzzy slashers, mutant bugs, outlaw bikers, maybe even a werewolf orgy if the mood’s right—and you’ve got the vibe. No high-concept literary horror here. These are short, sharp shockers, intended to rot your brain and stain your fingers.
Here’s the release schedule as it stands now (titles and dates subject to change, but barring demonic possession or catastrophic blood loss, this is happening):
- June 17: Roadkill Girls
- July 15: Feeding Ground
- August: The Millfield Terror
- September: The Vermin House
- October: Untitled Halloween novel (but don’t worry—it’ll be filthy, gory, and seasonally appropriate)
I’ve also got short stories landing on the website between releases and at least one chapbook on the way—maybe more if I lose control (which, frankly, I already have). This isn’t just new material—this is me emptying out a vault I’ve been sitting on for damn near 20 years. Half-finished horrors, abandoned outlines, strange little monsters that never had a home… until now.
Grindhouse Horror is what happens when I stop trying to be careful. It’s the good stuff—the unfiltered, blood-slick, brain-fried stories I’ve always wanted to tell. You’ll know them by the shredded covers, the questionable morality, and the wet sounds behind the walls.
If you like:
- Gore-drenched sex and sex-drenched gore
- Monsters with too many teeth
- Screaming final girls and no final answers
- Stories that come at you like a rusted chainsaw…
Then you’re in the right place.
More details, cover reveals, and blood-splattered sneak peeks coming soon. In the meantime, sharpen your knives and mark your calendars—June 17 is just around the corner.
Stay nasty,
John
P.S. If you haven’t pre-ordered Roadkill Girls yet… what the hell are you waiting for?