Richard Matheson, best known as the original author behind blockbuster films like I Am Legend and Hell House, was also a prolific writer of short stories. His output was so extensive that many of his works, published in magazines, never made it into book form.
This anthology, Offbeat, compiles 13 such stories—pieces written long ago but never previously collected.
Here is the lineup:
• Relics
• Blunder Buss
• And Now I’m Waiting
• The Last Blah in the Etc.
• Phone Call from Across the Street
• Maybe You Remember Him
• Mirror, Mirror...
• Two O’Clock Session
• And in Sorrow
• The Prisoner
• Always Before Your Voice
• Life Size
• That Was Yesterday
The book also includes a foreword by horror writer David J. Schow, known for his screenplays for Leatherface: Texas Chainsaw Massacre III and The Crow. Schow reminisces about his experiences with Matheson during his lifetime.
Additionally, Matheson himself provides an afterword, reflecting on the inspiration behind each story.
Nearly every story in this collection bears Matheson’s lifelong thematic imprint—the crisis of blurred identity—manifested in various unsettling forms.
• A schoolteacher leading children on a field trip to a museum harbors an astonishing secret. (Relics)
• A man, suspecting his brother-in-law of having an affair, confronts him—only to be confronted with a terrifying truth of his own. (And Now I’m Waiting)
• A mysterious caller provokes a police standoff with a gunman, but who is he really? (Phone Call from Across the Street)
• A psychiatrist treats a woman with a disturbing past, but what is her true nature? (Two O’Clock Session)
• A man wakes up in a prison cell, sentenced to death—how can he prove his real identity? (The Prisoner)
Throughout these tales, Matheson’s protagonists are pushed to the brink by supernatural or surreal circumstances, forcing them to grapple with existential horror: Who am I? How do I prove that I am who I claim to be?
Among the stories, my personal favorite is That Was Yesterday. It begins as a seemingly straightforward tale about a man who, upon discovering his new wife’s infidelity, kills her lover. What follows is an account of his next day—or so it appears. The final revelation, delicately delivered, left me stunned. Watching this character unknowingly lose his grip on his own identity sent shivers down my spine.
Twelve years have passed since Matheson’s death. I find great joy in tracking down and reading these overlooked short stories—one by one.