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Night Worms Book Party: THE SOUTHERN BOOK CLUB'S GUIDE TO SLAYING VAMPIRES by Grady Hendrix

Night Worms Book Party: THE SOUTHERN BOOK CLUB'S GUIDE TO SLAYING VAMPIRES by Grady Hendrix

We’re at it again, folks. The Night Worms reviewers got together for another #nightwormsbookparty and read THE SOUTHERN BOOK CLUB’S GUIDE TO SLAYING VAMPIRES by Grady Hendrix. Our friends over at Quirk Books were kind enough to send us each a copy of the book and let me just say: You all do not want to miss this one. This is the first book party that we have ever done where every single reviewer gave 5 stars. ALL OF US. Some of us...


3 Older Titles You Might Have Missed But Need to Read!

3 Older Titles You Might Have Missed But Need to Read!

John's Review of The Devil Crept In by Ania Ahlborn (2017)

As usual, I’m late to the party, but I showed up, I’m finally here. The Devil Crept In is my first Ania Ahlborn book, and it sure as hell won't be my last. Something about this book has been calling me, I don’t know why. Maybe it’s the simple, yet creepy cover. Everyone tells me I should read Brother. Like the stray animals fleeing to the woods of Deer Valley,...


Horror Starter Kit- Matt Redmon polls the Night Worms Review Team

Horror Starter Kit- Matt Redmon polls the Night Worms Review Team

We all have to start somewhere. To celebrate the spooky season we decided to share our recommendations for the first horror novel for people that have never read the genre before. Even if you haven’t read horror before, you’ve heard of Stephen King. King books like Pet Sematary, Salem’s Lot, IT, Night Shift, and Joyland are all fantastic choices to start with horror fiction. But if you want to start elsewhere or the only horror you’ve read is from King, you can consider this list to be your horror stater...


Musings on Grady by Audra Figgins

Musings on Grady by Audra Figgins

Step in through the door, a little bell tinkles above you, dust swirls visibly through the thin shafts of light that peek through old windows. Books frame the walls on floor-to-ceiling shelves, pile up in haphazard stacks and cover every available surface. There’s a faint hint of vanilla in the air and it’s quiet—the only sound the smooth flick of someone turning a page in the next aisle or the muted, reverent whispering that’s required around stacks of books.

 

You’re in a bookstore, that most magical...