Take a look at the synopsis of this book:
Who knew the end could sound so good.
A suicidal nudist strolls into traffic. An eccentric Buddhist claims he can occupy other people’s bodies. All the while, whispers of a new form of entertainment blow through town. Prompted by these strange occurrences, Marty Raft, a not-so-gentle giant, investigates and discovers underground clubs peddling music that induces an out-of-body experience. Marty and a wannabe comedian, Corey, set out to prove these special frequencies are nothing more than a hoax, or at worst, a mass-drugging. Instead, they uncover a secret with world-ending possibilities.
If you can hear the music, it’s already too late.
I read "Soundtrack to the end of the world" a couple of months ago and planned to do a book review. I've been stalking the author around Facebook and his website ever since, tracking his blog tour - and I liked what I saw. I didn't get around to writing the review - what with so much happening at home....
.....and right on cue, he tagged me on Facebook yesterday and walked right into it. This is what he said:
In between classes today I shall enter grades, write a guest post for Vidya Sury (sorry if this is last minute), and hopefully still have time to eat. Huzzah!
Huzzah, I silently seconded! Pretending I never mentioned doing the book review, I sternly told him that we're supposed to go live tomorrow. Anthony graciously said he would send me his post. I waited. I received the post. And like a meanie, asked him if he could write something else. I told him my readers have a funny bone and enjoy a good laugh. As soon as I messaged him, I felt a little remorseful, but only a little - because I knew he had a hectic day. I am nice like that. I happily went off to bed and slept soundly.
This morning, when I checked mail I was pleasantly surprised to see a message from him, with a second post. Guilt fleetingly tugged at my heart...and I shoved it aside - and read his post. I loved it. I hope you love it too.
Presenting, (Drumroll!)
Anthony J Rapino, author of "Soundtrack To The End Of The World"
Killer is as Killer Does
Anthony J. Rapino
I’ve never murdered anyone; I swear. No, seriously. I may joke around about it a lot,
and I may write about it a lot, and I may watch movies that overflow with the blood
of innocents, but I’m telling you: I’m not a killer.
You don’t believe me. I can tell. You’re giving me the ol’ stink eye, thinking, “This
horror writer is off his nut.” If you are thinking that, you’re not too far off. I mean,
yeah, I’m on the far side of sane. For sure. But that does not make me a serial killer.
The thing is, when I tell people I’m a horror writer, I often get that suspicious squint.
The one that says, “You stay away from my pet iguana!” The one that says, “I have
pepper spray!” And maybe I’m more to blame than my profession. Maybe the long
hair and beard don’t inspire confidence in the wary traveler. Or perhaps I should
stop screaming at people when they walk by...
Yeah, definitely that last one.
But still, there’s a stigma that comes along with writing horror. The idea that we like
the stuff we write about. I mean really like. As in break out the hand lotion and
tissues. Now, while I can’t speak for every horror writer in the world, I can say that
the majority of us are not hunched over a rotting corpse with a fistful of crotch.
Over a pile of dead rats, yes. But never a human corpse!
Right there! Did you laugh, or are you on the verge of writing hate mail to poor
Vidya for allowing such filth to grace the pages of her lovely blog? If you laughed,
you “get it.” You understand the draw of horror, and that yes, it can be funny too.
Disgusting, but funny.
See, we’re not sickos. We’re simply fascinated with the mystery of the unknown,
and love a good scare. So next time you see an unsuspecting horror writer at a
convention or book signing--even if he or she is staring at the sky and laughing--
don’t be afraid. We don’t bite.
But again, I can’t speak for everyone.
Happy Halloween!
Author Bio:
Anthony
J. Rapino resides in Northeastern Pennsylvania, somewhere between the concrete
of the city and the trees of the forest. On occasion, you’ll find him
moderating the feverish battles between the creatures of these two
arenas. Whose side he’s on is anyone’s guess.
His newest fiction can be found in Black Ink Horror, On Spec, Arcane Anthology, Electric Spec, A cappella Zoo, Space Squid, TQR Stories, and carved inside a variety of autumn gourds. His short story collection, Welcome to Moon Hill, is currently available, as is his first novel Soundtrack to the End of the World Proof of his psychosis can be found on his website: http://www.anthonyjrapino.com
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Thank you, Anthony!
Happy Halloween, friends!
