William D. Carl



WASN’T LUCKY ENOUGH to ever meet Richard Laymon, as he died before I started scribbling words on paper and attending conventions. I discovered his writing by chance when I purchased a used copy of In the Dark at a local store. It wasn’t long before I was racing to my local chain and eBay and buying all the rest. I was hooked. This occurred at the same time I took up writing short stories, tired of having all these ideas bouncing around in my head, pleading to be set free. One of Laymon’s books was on my bedside table the whole first six months, and I know he was influencing me. From beyond, as it were. With his story structure, his fast pacing, and, especially, with his female protagonists (women who went through hell but fought it the whole way, kicking ass like it was nobody’s business), he guided my hand, helping another new writer through those difficult early times.

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