Unleashed on California

Ah, sunny California. Three horror writers visit and things go to hell the moment we leave. Not our fault, I swear. We did have a great time, though, and my only regret was not stuffing my Digital Rebel into my bag to get better pictures.

The tour officially kicked off Saturday at Dark Delicacies in Burbank. Dark Delicacies is a cool little store catering to horror fans, selling books, movies, and novelties. The iconic Frankenstein’s monster statue waited out front, just as it had on my first visit about eight years ago.

Which one has the better complexion?

Which one has the better complexion?

The signing didn’t start until 2pm, but we had folks coming in as early as a quarter after one. Several of our friends from the area showed up, as well as many long-time readers and fans. Brian Keene sold out of his books, and J.F. Gonzalez and I weren’t far behind.

Scribble scribble

Scribble scribble

I was surprised how many older books folks brought in, such as The Rising: Necrophobia, The Best of HorrorFind I and II, and even an ARC of New Dark Voices. One fan even had a limited edition copy of Deadliest of the Species (though he didn’t bring it), and asked what the status of the movie rights are. If only, right?

Keene, Schow and Gonzalez

Keene, David Schow and Gonzalez

We signed until people stopped showing up, then hustled off to a meeting. While we did make some time to hang out and visit friends, next time we’re going to have to make it a longer trip to give us a little more time. Early the next morning we jumped out of bed and onto a plane bound for San Francisco.

We arrived at Borderlands Books just as they finished setting up, and again we found fans and friends waiting for us. Not to mention Ripley the furry hairless cat.

She got the crowd -- and the table -- warmed up for us

Ripley got the crowd -- and the table -- warmed up for us

We did a brief reading to a packed store. It’s been a long time since I’ve read in public, and while I eased back into it, I pulled a pinhead move and read a different chapter than I intended. Whoops. However, the werewolf transformation scene seemed to go over well, and folks eagerly snapped up copies.

One seat left. I think Brians breath scared em off.

One seat left. I think Brian's breath scared 'em off.

We didn’t completely sell out, but the cold and rainy weather didn’t exactly work in our favor. I also can’t complain because a great review showed up in the Examiner while we were out there.

The Pack: Winter Kill is short, snappy, and about as sweet as a chewed stogie, combining elements of pulp horror, hard-boiled detective, noir, and cinematically fast-moving action. — L.J. Moore, Examiner.com

Again, I wish the camera had taken better pictures. Though it’s a 5 megapixel cam and does a fair job with movies, it’s rather slow and unwieldy with stills. The slightest motion throws it off, so most of the pictures came out blurry. The rest of what I felt worth salvaging can be found here on Flickr.

The next leg of the tour starts tomorrow at VisionCon in Springfield, MO. I’m going to set Twitter to post to the blog again, and hopefully it will actually work this time. I hate leaving all that dead space here while I’m out and about, but technology being what it is, I sometimes don’t have a choice.

Hope to see some of you there!

About Mike Oliveri

Mike Oliveri is a writer, martial artist, cigar aficionado, motorcyclist, and family man, but not necessarily in that order. He is currently hard at work on the werewolf noir series The Pack for Evileye Books.

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