Discover the disgusting, depraved, and downright diabolical things people get up to on Halloween. Within Poisoned Candy you will find a world where the only thing scarier than the monster under your bed, is the person tucking you in. Where pumpkins bite back, and the stench of death is cut with bubblegum and candy corn. Come door to door and enjoy a deadly, delectable offering of short fiction with a vile sense of humour. And for reasons that should be BLATANTLY OBVIOUS, this book is very much NOT FOR CHILDREN.
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Myk Pilgrim is a horror writer, or at least that's what he likes to tell people.
He lives in a town just north of the wall, where he spends his time sharing cappuccinos with his inner demons, binge-watching horror movies with equally demented writing partner and significant other Pippa Bailey, shaving his head, annoying the locals, and generally just counting down the days until Halloween. Also, sometimes, he writes stuff.
“A pinch of your brother, a teaspoon of you, With the head of your sister, would make a good stew. I’d give you a taste, but your tongue’s in the stew. Irony! That’s what Halloween means to me.” —Stephen Lynch, Halloween
When it comes to flash fiction, or ‘bite-sized horror,’ as the case may be, I struggle with how to read a collection. I’m not much for dipping in and out. I’m a straight-through, cover to cover kind of guy, but flash fiction often feels like ripping the engine cord without turning the clutch. rev-rev-rev-rev done. You don’t get that satisfying sensation as it sputters to life, and there is no journey to follow. They are quite literally over before they begin.
Naturally, these bite-sized pieces range from gruesomely amusing and ironically twisted to ‘Huh? Did I miss something?’ Some of them are real head-scratchers, prompting a once-again-over. Maybe if I read it with the cadence of a joke, or a poem, it’ll click. Nope? Time to move on. Can’t cry wasted time because it requires almost no time to consume.
I like the frenetic energy of the peculiar project. There are interludes of parodic advertisements, art collages, and self-aware warnings. You’re going to get dead animals, imperiled children, depravity and delight in disregard for human life, but it’s all in good Halloween fun!
You’ll encounter an array of beasties and butchers and plenty of creative concepts. You’ll be riffed on for your basic bitch love of pumpkin spice, hard cider, and candy-corny decorations. With the exception of the professionally offended, and there are some eye-rolling moments, you should find something to sate your sickly sweet tooth, even if some of the treats are spit out and instantly forgotten.
Writing 100 word stories is no easy task - especially if you set yourself the task to write a hundred of them, all under the banner of Halloween. And Myk Pilgrim and Pippa Bailey pull it off with great aplomb. Their personalities shine through in their storytelling which is one of the elements that make these tales so enjoyable. Each tale ends with either a twist or a punchline or sometimes even a poignant idea for the reader to ponder.
The interesting thing while reading this book was that, much like when I’m eating sweets/candy, I found myself saying: “just one more; oh go on then this is the last one; nope, I mean it this time. Last one...” It was addictive.
Whether you already read bite-sized/ 100-word horror or whether you want to try it for the first time, I highly recommend giving Poisoned Candy a go. It doesn’t disappoint. I’ll definitely be adding their other books, Rancid Eggs and Bloody Stockings, to my reading pile. Can’t wait to see what their next projects bring.