Karl Wagner - The Year's Best Horror Stories 21

WALK DOWN FEARS DARK ALLEYWHERE EVERY GLIMPSE INTO SHADOW REVEALS TERRORS GHASTLY FACE

A bad girl is taught a lesson no one else in her life will ever forget

A sketch artist takes from his model more than just her likeness

A Vietnam vet survives only to return to a hell worse than any he has ever known

A young woman escapes her abusive past by using some very unorthodox methods

Welcome to the world where nightmares never end. The only passport youll need is

The Limits of Fantasy by Ramsey Campbell. Copyright 1992 by Ramsey Campbell for Gauntlet 3. Reprinted by permission of the author.

China Rose by Ron Weighell. Copyright 1992 by Ron Weighell for Vampire Stories. Reprinted by permission of the author.

The Outsider by Rick Kennett. Copyright 1992 by Rosemary Pardoe for Ghosts & Scholars 14. Reprinted by permission of the author.

Briar Rose by Kim Antieau. Copyright 1992 by Kim Antieau for Metahorror. Reprinted by permission of the author.

Mom School by Rand Soellner. Copyright 1992 by Rand Soellner for Gathering Darkness, November 1992. Reprinted by permission of the author.

The Hyacinth Girl by Mary Ann Mitchell. Copyright 1992 by Pine Grove Press for Just a Moment, Summer 1992. Reprinted by permission of the author.

Mind Games by Adam Meyer. Copyright 1992 by Doppelganger for Doppelganger, February 1992. Reprinted by permission of the author.

Mamas Boy by C.S. Fuqua. Copyright 1992 by Richard T. Chizmar for Cemetery Dance Magazine, Spring 1992. Reprinted by permission of the author.

The Shabbie People by Jeffrey Osier. Copyright 1992 by Jeffrey Osier for Souls in Pawn. Reprinted by permission of the author.

The Ugly File by Ed Gorman. Copyright 1992 by Ed Gorman for Prisoners and Other Stories. Reprinted by permission of the author.

Eyes Like a Ghosts by Simon Clark. Copyright 1992 by Simon Clark for Darklands 2. Reprinted by permission of the author.

Fallen Idol by Lillian Csernica. Copyright 1992 by William G. Raley for After Hours, Winter 1992. Reprinted by permission of the author.

And Some Are Missing by Joel Lane. Copyright 1992 by Joel Lane for The Sun Rises Red. Reprinted by permission of the author.

Welsh Pepper by D.F. Lewis. Copyright 1992 by D.F. Lewis for Vandeloechts Fiction Magazine, Spring 1992. Reprinted by permission of the author.

Tracks by Nicholas Royle. Copyright 1991 by Nicholas Royle for Interzone, January 1992. Reprinted by permission of the author.

Largesse by Mark McLaughlin. Copyright 1992 by Mark McLaughlin for The Bone Marrow Review #3. Reprinted by permission of the author.

City in the Torrid Waste by t. Winter-Damon. Copyright 1992 by t. Winter-Damon for Bizarre Sex & Other Crimes of Passion. Reprinted by permission of the author.

Haunting Me Softly by H. Andrew Lynch. Copyright 1992 by Hells Kitchen Productions, Inc. for Grue, Summer 1992. Reprinted by permission of the author.

Spring Ahead, Fall Back by Michael A. Arnzen. Copyright 1992 by Merrimack Books for Palace Corbie, Autumn 1992. Reprinted by permission of the author.

Apotheosis by Carrie Richerson. Copyright 1992 by Carrie Richerson for Souls in Pawn. Reprinted by permission of the author.

Defining the Commonplace Sliver by Wayne Allen Sallee. Copyright 1992 by Wayne Allen Sallee for Expressions of Dread #2. Reprinted by permission of the author.

Feeding the Masses by Yvonne Navarro. Copyright 1992 by Yith Press for Eldritch Tales No. 27. Reprinted by permission of the author.

Sanctuary by Jeffrey Osier. Copyright 1991 by Buzz City Press for The Silver Web, Spring/Summer 1992. Reprinted by permission of the author.

The Devils Advocate by Andrew C. Ferguson. Copyright 1991 by Dementia 13 for Dementia 13 #7. Reprinted by permission of the author.

Week Woman by Kim Newman. Copyright 1992 by Kim Newman for Dark Voices 4. Reprinted by permission of the author.

A Fathers Gift by W.M. Shockley. Copyright 1992 by Davis Publications, Inc. for Isaac Asimovs Science Fiction Magazine, April 1992. Reprinted by permission of the author.

Watch out! The Years Best Horror Stories has turned 21.

As they say, we have come of age. The series now embarks upon its third decade of collecting the very best of horrors, selected from the many hundreds of nasty creepy depraved terrifying unsettling grim horrifying strange gruesome weird mind-blowing tales published during the past year.

And, if this past year is any indication, were all in for a wild ride by the time The Years Best Horror Stories turns 30. The past two decades have witnessed powerful changes within the horror genre. If youre lucky enough to have them, delve through a file of all twenty-one volumes, and you can follow the rise of such then relatively unknown writers as Stephen King, Ramsey Campbell, Brian Lumley, Dennis Etchison, Charles L. Grant, David Drake, and many others. You can also follow the perseverance of an older generation of horror writers (sadly, some of them no longer with us): Manly Wade Wellman, Hugh B. Cave, R. Chetwynd-Hayes, Robert Bloch, to name a few. In recent volumes, you can watch the emergence of a new field of horror writers: Wayne Allen Sallee, Joel Lane, D.F. Lewis, Nina Kiriki Hoffman, Kim Antieau, Joe R. Lansdale, and many more. You read and decide which of the new talents will become the Grand Masters of the next century.

Other aspects of change are readily apparentstylistic as well as thematic. When The Years Best Horror Stories first appeared in 1971, markets for short horror fiction were few and far between. Much of what did find print was a bad imitation of the adjective-laden prose of H.P. Lovecraft, who was himself on the cutting edge of horror some four decades earlier. (Even as I pen this, the polymorphous nacreous mass of putrid blasphemy is macerating my right leg!!)

As Lovecraft passed from vogue, the trend shifted toward plotless violence and explicit sex, presumably inspired by the outpouring of countless and interchangeable splatter films. Basic premise: A group of teenagers have sex and show some T&A, then get horribly murdered by some unkillable fiend, who will hang about for another dozen sequels of more of the same. The result was a similar outpouring of small press horror magazines. Good news for beginning writers. Bad news for readers who wanted something more than a few pages in which the expendables have sex and meet gory deaths. (The typewriter keys began to chew off her youthful breasts, even as the carriage ripped its way down her screaming throat.)

Well, I like a good laugh as much as the next person, and I need a sense of humor to wade through the thousands of stories Ive read over the years for The Years Best Horror Stories. However, through it all, Ive had the very genuine pleasure of finding excellent stories in unlikely places, of discovering new and brilliant writers as they emerge from the pack. It makes my job exciting, and my job is to plunge recklessly headlong until I find the