Deadbeat by Guy N. Smith [Redrum Horror #3] SEX, SATANISM, AND ROCK N' ROLL! What is the compulsive beat that seems to invade the very soul of listeners with violent, terrifying visions? Having sent a demo tape to Donna Caryl, the lead singer of the Necromancers, Stephanie Insel is invited to meet the star. Very quickly Stephanie and her friend, Eddie Bannon, are enmeshed in the secretive world of this terrifying new band. When they find themselves becoming major participants in the demonic cult of Deadbeat, they uncover the evil intentions of Caryl and her neophytes. DEADBEAT...once you hear it, you can never forget it! "Guy N. Smith is the grandmaster of B-movie style pulp horror and for good reason. He knows how to make it work and he keeps you glued to the page! I wouldn't miss anything he writes." -J. F. Gonzalez, co-author of the Clickers series "Like Stephen King and Dean Koontz, the prolific Smith is a master at building suspense." -Booklist
I had my first story published in a local newspaper at the age of 12, followed by 55 more before I was 17. It was a good start to a writing career and I owe much of it to my mother (historical novelist E.M. Weale) who gave me every encouragement. My father, though, was insistent that I followed family tradition and went into banking.
Hence it was twenty years later before I became a full-time author and I had some catching up to do. The 1970's were a boom time for pulp fiction and I made my debut with 'Werewolf by Moonlight' (NEL 1974). It was 'Night of the Crabs', though, which really established me as a writer, virtually overnight in that memorable record, hot summer of 1976. This title was the 'No.1 beach read'. It saw numerous reprints, spawned 5 sequels along with several short stories, as well as a movie.
'Night of the Crabs' enabled me to go full-time. At the time with my wife, Jean, and our four children we were living a reasonably conventional life in Tamworth, Staffordshire. It was time to move on though, and in 1977 we moved to our present home in a remote part of the Shropshire/Welsh border hills.
I was no stranger to country life though, and the further away we were from town and traffic the better. For many years I had been writing for the 'Shooting Times' and several other sporting publications. Then in 1999 I accepted the post of Gun Editor of 'The Countryman's Weekly'. This involved 4-5 articles per week and I relished the challenge.
By this time pulp fiction was virtually out of fashion so diversification suited me, yet my readership has remained faithful to me and technology has made it all possible again with e-books. Thus my backlist is steadily returning to electronic print along with some new books. It is an exciting time.
