Predators and Other Stories
()
About this ebook
Troubling tales as only Ed Bryant can tell.
Ed Bryant's stories from the anthology Night Visions 4: Hardshell featuring all original stories by Dean R. Koontz, Robert R. McCammon, and Edward Bryant.
With an introduction by Clive Barker.
The "Author Introductions" before each story are themselves a work of art and not to be missed.
Because of Ed's financial needs, almost all the profits from this book go directly to Ed. Donations to help with Ed's medical and other financial needs are also most appreciated via www.FriendsOfEd.org. Thank you!
Edward Bryant
Edward Bryant is the multi-Nebula Award winning author of over a hundred short stories, over a thousand essays and reviews, and one novel with Harlan Ellison, PHOENIX WITHOUT ASHES.Ed's complete collected works are in the process of becoming available from ReAnimus Press.
Read more from Edward Bryant
Alien Sex: 19 Tales by the Masters of Science Fiction and Dark Fantasy Rating: 3 out of 5 stars3/5Body Shocks: Extreme Tales of Body Horror Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Blood Is Not Enough: Stories of Vampirism Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Fetish Rating: 3 out of 5 stars3/5Trilobyte Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsDarker Passions Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsTsunami: The Underrated Hazard Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Wyoming Sun Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsNeon Twilight Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Baku: Tales of the Nuclear Age Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratings
Related to Predators and Other Stories
Related ebooks
Black Static #75 (May-June 2020) Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsWhat Fears Become Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsBlack Static #60 (September-October 2017) Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsBorderlands, Volume One: The Anthology of Weird Fiction Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Requiem at Rogano Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5Black Static #25 Horror Magazine Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThirteen Days by Sunset Beach Rating: 3 out of 5 stars3/5Black Static #47 (July-August 2015) Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsGemini Rising Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Drive-In 2: Not Just One of Them Sequels Rating: 3 out of 5 stars3/5Think Yourself Lucky Rating: 3 out of 5 stars3/5The Drive-In 3: The Bus Tour Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsHouse on Fire Rating: 2 out of 5 stars2/5Black Static #32 Horror Magazine Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Great God Pan Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Way of the Worm Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsInto the Heart of Madness Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsBlack Static #44 Horror Magazine (Jan-Feb 2015) Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Silence Between the Screams ( + Spree and Others ) Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Day Dark, Night Bright: Stories Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsBlack Static #52 (May-June 2016) Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe King in Yellow (Barnes & Noble Library of Essential Reading) Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Weirdbook #31 Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThirteen Tales Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Zombie Stories of H. P. Lovecraft: Featuring Herbert West--Reanimator and More! Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Mighty Unclean Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsAaaiiieee!!! Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsNightmare Magazine, Issue 124 (January 2023): Nightmare Magazine, #124 Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsBlack Tea and Other Tales Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsSmoke Ghost: & Other Apparitions Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratings
Horror Fiction For You
Hidden Pictures: A Novel Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5It Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5H. P. Lovecraft Complete Collection Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5Dracula Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Watchers: A thrilling Gothic horror soon to be a major motion picture Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Ocean at the End of the Lane: A Novel Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Edgar Allan Poe Complete Collection - 120+ Tales, Poems Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5The Complete Short Stories Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5Holly Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Outsider: A Novel Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Mist Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Slewfoot: A Tale of Bewitchery Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Brother Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Weiser Book of Horror and the Occult: Hidden Magic, Occult Truths, and the Stories That Started It All Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Last Days Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5We Have Always Lived in the Castle Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Annihilation: A Novel Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Authority: A Novel Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Different Seasons Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5My Best Friend's Exorcism: A Novel Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Hollow Places: A Novel Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Pale Blue Eye: A Novel Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Needful Things Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5My Heart Is a Chainsaw Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Hell House: A Novel Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Misery Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Revival: A Novel Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Rita Hayworth and Shawshank Redemption Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Pet Sematary Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5John Dies at the End Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5
Reviews for Predators and Other Stories
0 ratings0 reviews
Book preview
Predators and Other Stories - Edward Bryant
PREDATORS AND OTHER STORIES
by
EDWARD BRYANT
Ed Bryant’s stories from the anthology Night Visions 4: Hardshell featuring all original stories by Dean R. Koontz, Robert R. McCammon, and Edward Bryant, edited and with an introduction by Clive Barker
Produced by ReAnimus Press
Other books by Edward Bryant:
Phoenix Without Ashes
Cinnabar
Among the Dead and Other Events Leading to the Apocalypse
Particle Theory
Neon Twilight
The Baku: Tales of the Nuclear Age
Wyoming Sun
Fetish
Darker Passions
Trilobyte
© 2014, 1987 by Edward Bryant. All rights reserved.
http://ReAnimus.com/authors/edwardbryant
Smashwords Edition Licence Notes
This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each person. If you're reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then please purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.
~~~
Table of Contents
INTRODUCTION
PREDATORS AND OTHER STORIES
AUTHOR'S NOTE
Predators
AUTHOR'S NOTE
The Baku
AUTHOR'S NOTE
Frat Rat Bash
AUTHOR'S NOTE
Haunted
AUTHOR'S NOTE
Buggage
AUTHOR'S NOTE
Doing Colfax
AUTHOR'S NOTE
DISCLAIMER
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
INTRODUCTION
CLIVE BARKER
[Publisher’s note: This is the introduction to the original Night Visions 4: Hardshell anthology, edited by Clive Barker, with stories by Ed, as well as by Dean R. Koontz and Robert R. McCammon. Thanks to Clive Barker for permission to reprint it here.]
People say prostitution is the oldest profession; but I wonder. Certainly it’s got a good long tradition, honorable and dishonorable by turns, and if commerce were to have sprung into being from any particular exchange in the human experience, the sexual exchange is certainly prime material. Accounts of the profession’s existence can be found in some of the earliest histories, back to the beginning of the written word; and indeed there are probably creatures for hire in some of the shadier backwaters of our major cities who pre-date that.
But stories, and their telling, have surely been a means to profit for as long. And stories of fear have always had a central place in any story-teller’s canon. Something about them appeals. Perhaps they simply tell the truth of our condition in a way that is palatable, and honest, even in its fictional excesses. After all, we are born into a state of anxiety. Born, note; not made. Just as we are surely sexual from our first breath (because physical), so we are afraid (because vulnerable). It makes sense therefore that stories which dramatize our confrontation as spirits with the brutal business of physicality, and—at their best—seek to discover a pattern in our defeats and triumphs, should be of enduring interest.
Stories of the body: the doomed machine in which we awaken, prone to the frailties of age and the corruptions of disease. Stories of the mind: a system striving for reason and balance while the ape and the lizard were—and in our coils, still are—slinking through its darker places. Stories of God and the Devil: the actors we have cast to play our moralities out. Stories heroic or absurd; epic or elegiac: but all, in their different ways, touching upon the fears that we live with day by day.
To some, they may be Freud writ rampant; to others, a dip into the Jungian stream. To many, myself included, they are all these things, and more. Horror fiction, dark fantasy, grand guignol; however you choose to describe it, the genre fascinates.
But one should probably not be surprised that this area of fictional endeavour is often treated with contempt. The function these stories serve is too raw. It requires an admission of vulnerability in the experiencer; a willingness to confess to nightmares, in a culture that increasingly parades banality as feeling, and indifference as proof of sophistication.
But back to prostitution, for a moment—just as there’s always been a tradition of husbands indulging, in the company of professional ladies, desires they’d never dare confess to their wives—and wives taking lovers for the same healthy reason—so this kind of fiction is indulged. Behind closed doors, as it were: a secret vice. It’s on the shelves in greater and gaudier displays than ever, of course, and on the cinema screen, but it’s still perceived for the most part as gutter entertainment, ignored by critics who say it’s beneath their pen, while reading it beneath their desks.
There must be times in the lives of most who write in the genre, therefore, when this profession—despised at best, or condescended to—strikes them as strange. We spend our working days making traps; stories that will corner the reader into confronting, in fictional form, experiences most of humanity spends its time assiduously avoiding. Showing them the body’s corruption and the mind’s decay; showing them loneliness and cruelty; showing them the world gone mad.
There are, it’s true, differences in approach from author to author. Some eschew disgust as an objective—preferring to keep the atrocity out of sight; others (myself included) value the full confessional. Some like to keep the world their fiction describes realistic, indulging in only the subtlest tinkering with reality; others go for revolution. But whatever the stylistic or conceptional differences, we’re all in the same business at heart: selling fear. This, in these days of the unblinkered eye, when we see what we do with uncommon clarity, may seem perverse.
In a sense it is. That’s why I’m the first to applaud the author who comes up with a new twist, a new distressing notion, because perversity, by its nature, withers once it becomes acceptable; it perpetually needs new taboos. But taboo and perversity are not enough in themselves. If we merely celebrate the urge to appal we may find ourselves defending mere sensationalism simply because it make us nauseous. No, we must also have structure to our horrors, and—given that any narrative worth its sweat has some underlying metaphysic—meaning too.
Here, then, the whore and the horror writer finally part company. Our literature may be underbelly literature—fables of the forbidden which will only be indulged in private—but stories of fear have a chance to leave a profounder impression on their readers than any other fictional form, while the most the oldest profession is likely to leave you with is a burning sensation while passing water.
We who write and read and celebrate horror fiction have, I’d argue, our fingers on a pulse which beats where most people won’t even look, never mind explore.
And so, to three brave explorers, about to lead expeditions into that region: Mr. Bryant, Mr. Koontz, and Mr. McCammon. I don’t believe in giving too much away in introductions. After all, you bought the book for the thrill of discovery, not to have somebody give the game away before you’ve reached page one. I won’t therefore spoil your pleasure by hinting at the contents of these tales. What I can allude to, without giving anything away, is the range of effects these fine writers create.
The genre is often condemned—usually by those who don’t read it—for the narrowness of its vision and intention. It’s a similar argument, and no more valid, than that levelled at erotic literature; that somehow the desire to scare, like the desire to arouse, is a fundamentally shallow one. The stigma touches the purchaser as well as the purveyor. It’s seen as a failure of maturity to enjoy such stimulations. The same argument, of course, could be levelled at comedy, which ‘merely’ seeks to induce laughter, or love-poetry, with only love and loss on its simple mind. Such arguments strike me as nonsensical, and in the face of the kind of works these gentlemen produce should be apparent as such. They deserve better enemies, or none at all. Personally, I’d prefer the former: that is, to be opposed by people who have a thorough knowledge of the genre, rather than whined at by born-again Christians who saw an Italian zombie show once, and decided the whole thing was unholy.
It’s too much to hope for, of course: informed and intelligent criticism. It’s up to us to press ourselves to higher goals—and new perversities along the way; up to us to keep clear in our heads what good horror fiction can do to people—how it can debate matters of great consequence. How it can unveil the once upon a times behind apparent realities. How it can show the nursery-crib and the death-bed as equally haunted places, and every bed between—whether we’re sleeping or fornicating there—as touched by the same spirits. At its best it’s a visionary literature, with its feet in blood and its eyes on transformation; a literature not blinded by the conventions of ‘acceptable’ subject matter, a little in love with death, and all the more honest for that; a literature that looks, and looks again, and never flinches.
Here then, are several such tales. Enjoy. Three minds have dug deep to produce these fragments of their personal darkness for you, and loaned them. Imagine these gentlemen, if you will, seated beneath a shady tree, earning their daily bread selling their visions to any who’ll listen. They wouldn’t go hungry, I suspect. So what if whoring is the oldest profession. In the end, they go their way, the ladies of the night. But the man who sells you fear—if it’s good fear—sells you nightmares for life. There are few better bargains this side of the Devil.
But that’s another story...
April 1987
PREDATORS AND OTHER STORIES
AUTHOR’S NOTE
Try this at a party, sometime.
I have and it works.
Pick somebody out of the crowd.