Are werewolves simply folklore or have they existed at some stage in the distant past?
Lycanthropy is known to be a mental condition where the sufferer believes himself to be a wolf and embarks upon a psychotic rampage. So perhaps there's some truth in the age-old legends.
The Black Hill in South Shropshire is a dark forest where legend becomes reality. As well as werewolves seeking human prey, the hills hold tales of the black dogs. A sighting of these spectral canines is a harbinger of death.
Gordon Hall, the sporting tenant, finds himself caught up in these ancient horrors and is determined to destroy them once and for all.
Both his life and his soul are at risk.
Werewolf Omnibus collects together three vintage novels from the master of pulp horror, Guy N. Smith: Werewolf By Moonlight (1974), Return Of The Werewolf (1977) and The Son Of The Werewolf (1978), alongside a new short story, Spawn Of The Werewolf.
I was born on November 21, 1939, in the small village of Hopwas, near Tamworth, Staffordshire, England. My mother was a pre-war historical novelist (E. M. Weale) and she always encouraged me to write. I was first published at the age of 12 in The Tettenhall Observer, a local weekly newspaper. Between 1952-57 I wrote 56 stories for them, many serialized. In 1990 I collated these into a book entitled Fifty Tales from the Fifties.
My father was a dedicated bank manager and I was destined for banking from birth. I accepted it but never found it very interesting. During the early years when I was working in Birmingham, I spent most of my lunch hours in the Birmingham gun quarter. I would have loved to have served an apprenticeship in the gun trade but my father would not hear of it.
Shooting (hunting) was my first love, and all my spare time was spent in this way. In 1961 I designed and made a 12-bore shotgun, intending to follow it up with six more, but I did not have the money to do this. I still use the Guy N. Smith short-barrelled magnum. During 1960-67 I operated a small shotgun cartridge loading business but this finished when my components suppliers closed down and I could no longer obtain components at competitive prices.
My writing in those days only concerned shooting. I wrote regularly for most of the sporting magazines, interspersed with fiction for such magazines as the legendary London Mystery Selection, a quarterly anthology for which I contributed 18 stories between 1972-82.
In 1972 I launched my second hand bookselling business which eventually became Black Hill Books. Originally my intention was to concentrate on this and maybe build it up to a full-time business which would enable me to leave banking. Although we still have this business, writing came along and this proved to be the vehicle which gave me my freedom.
I wrote a horror novel for the New English Library in 1974 entitled Werewolf by Moonlight. This was followed by a couple more, but it was Night of the Crabs in 1976 which really launched me as a writer. It was a bestseller, spawning five sequels, and was followed by another 60 or so horror novels through to the mid-1990's. Amicus bought the film rights to Crabs in 1976 and this gave me the chance to leave banking and by my own place, including my shoot, on the Black Hill.
The Guy N. Smith Fan Club was formed in 1990 and still has an active membership. We hold a convention every year at my home which is always well attended.
Around this time I became Poland's best-selling author. Phantom Press published two GNS books each month, mostly with print runs of around 100,000.
I have written much, much more than just horror; crime and mystery (as Gavin Newman), and children's animal novels (as Jonathan Guy). I have written a dozen or so shooting and countryside books, a book on Writing Horror Fiction (A. & C. Black). In 1997 my first full length western novel, The Pony Riders was published by Pinnacle in the States.
With 100-plus books to my credit, I was looking for new challenges. In 1999 I formed my own publishing company and began to publish my own books. They did rather well and gave me a lot of satisfaction. We plan to publish one or two every year.
Still regretting that I had not served an apprenticeship in the gun trade, the best job of my life dropped into my lap in 1999 when I was offered the post of Gun Editor of The Countryman's Weekly, a weekly magazine which covers all field sports. This entails my writing five illustrated feature articles a week on guns, cartridges, deer stalking, big game hunting etc.
Alongside this we have expanded our mail order second hand crime fiction business, still publish a few books, and I find as much time as possible for shooting.
Jean, my wife, helps with the business. Our four children, Rowan, Tara, Gavin and Angus have all moved away from home but they visit on a regular basis.
Umm...amazon did not like my review, so they refused to post it.
Thankfully, this is the last story in this werewolf series.
Gordon Hall, is now a retired journalist. The author appears to have forgotten about his wife and child, and has him return to Shropshire, where he likes to slaughter animals.
Someone named Ralph somebody is now living at the Gunn Farm. Old Victor Gunn is dead, and his widow, Margaret is living somewhere with her sister.
So Gordon Hall, hooks up with her, as though he’s never been married...then, again, that’s never stopped him, before.
I enjoy Guy N. Smith's work very much, and have always been a big fan of pulp horror. You don't expect too much from it, yet you want to be entertained in a way you just don't get from other big horror names. This review is for the first book, Werewolf by Moonlight (1974), and I have to say I found it quite lackluster. The attitudes - especially about sex and women - are grossly outdated even by the 70's, and it's only the few smatterings of gore and blood that kept me entertained. The plot is slow, and the ending I found very lazy and convenient to all involved. If you're a fan of Smith, and haven't read it, give it a go and see what you think. If you're a fan of the werewolf genre at large, maybe skip this.
I'm not ashamed to admit it: I love me some Guy N. Smith. And this omnibus collects the stories that launched his legendary pulp-horror career.
In Werewolf By Moonlight, Gordon Hall, a hyper-masculine (and super-horny) outdoorsman/journalist discovers that his favorite hunting grounds are being stalked by a ferocious (and super-horny) werewolf. A battle of cunning and strength ensues between the two hairy beasts! With exclamation points galore!
This collection also includes two sequel novels plus a new short story. It's all quite ridiculous but also a helluva lot of fun.
A collection of Guy Smith’s werewolf novels, written in the 1970’s, plus a bonus short story. The books focus on Gordon Hall, a British journalist, outdoorsman, and adulterer who encounters several vicious werewolves in and around the small rural village where he vacations, hunts, and has a side piece. Smith’s writing is adequate, but a bit lifeless, with some old school sexism thrown in for good measure. There are a few tense moments, and a few gruesome scenes, but the prose felt emotionless and flat a lot of the time. I was interested enough to keep reading, but the characters were shallow, and the plot was pretty thin and by the numbers. Short and to the point, but not substantial.
Gordon loved to come out to the black hills to shoot. What he didn't expect was the he'd be called upon to shoot a werewolf. Three tales of the curse of werewolves and the black dogs who howled their return.
Being an avid fan of the Pulp Style of writing I find the writing of Smith very enjoyable, these reprints of 70s trash horror did not let me down, cheap thrills comes to mind. If you're looking for well written, well plotted horror this is not it, rough stuff it is, but quite fun.