A New Hope – MCM Liverpool 2017



So, this post has been a while in coming, but March was crazy busy, hence the delay. But, finally, I’m happy to present a little review of my weekend at this year’s Liverpool MCM ComicCon at the city’s Waterfront Exhibition Centre.


2016 was the first time the event had visited Liverpool, and although that was brilliant (see my post about it here), this year there was a real feeling of the event’s foothold in the city strengthening, and evolving, and indeed the event is scheduled to return annually until at least 2020 (does happy dance). This year’s event was bigger, extending into new areas of the Exhibition Centre, and dare I say it, attracted guests that wouldn’t be out of place at any of the larger and more established conventions.

Alas, the scheduled appearance by Billie Piper never materialised (do you see what I did there?) but there were so many awesome guests, including Fifth Doctor Peter Davison, Flash Gordon actor Sam Jones, and stars of the 70s classic Starsky and Hutch, Paul Michael Glaser, David Soul and Antonio Fargas, as well as many others (Chris Barrie of Red Dwarf, Louise Brierley of Sherlock, Andrew Lee Potts from Primeval). So, so many. I managed to catch some of the Q&A sessions with the guests, and all of them were fun.

Once one got past the traditional MCM display (guarded here by Mandalorians and Judges – more about one of them later) and the MAGNIFICENT Iron Man statue at the entrance, there were many awesome displays at the event. There was the famous Ford Gran Torino from Starsky and Hutch (I’m not an expert so I have no idea if it’s the 1975 or 1976 version) and also a Landspeeder as seen in Star Wars: A New Hope (although strangely, we never got to see under the bonnet of that vehicle).


Game of Thrones fans could have themselves professionally photographed seated upon the mighty throne, and as most visitors appeared to be in cosplay, it wasn’t unusual to pass by the exhibit and find a Harley Quinn or a Deadpool claiming it as their own.


Two items I loved were the giant inflatable Minion casting a watchful gaze of the event’s Kid Zone, and this t-shirt. There were a couple of Trump cosplayers in among the crowds, and far be it from me to question his place among the supervillainous likes of Lex Luthor and The Joker …

One of my favourite displays from last year was the Steampunk Star Wars exhibit, and that returned this year bigger and more inventive than ever. Check out the Ewok rug!!!

I bought a couple of Steampunk accessories from the stalls, and given my fondness for waistcoats and pocket watches, I might be trying out a little bit of a tattooed Victorian inventor cosplay in the very near future …

Speaking of pocket watches, I did of course get my mitts on some geek booty … and also bought some pocket watches! Hahaha! So anyway, this is basically what I harvested over the two days …

THREE pocket watches – a Deadpool one, and you might recognise the brass and silver designs as the Gallifreyan font used in the modern series of Doctor Who.

Keeping with the Deadpool theme, I also got this FANTASTIC hoodie, and yes, I CAN see through the eye-coverings! Unfortunately, I can’t wear it with these BOSS Iron Man cufflinks (alas, they don’t make hoodies for cufflinks … yet).

Some might say that writers and/or geeks live in a fantasy land anyway, but given my enthusiasm for both of those pursuits, this Virtual Reality headset seems like a sound investment. But a word of warning, if you’re taking a walk across your living room while wearing it, happily traversing some exotic virtual desert, it’s probably a good idea to clear the living room floor of any twelve-inch remote control Daleks. Boy, did I learn that the hard way!

Rather wonderfully, I did meet someone AMAZING at the con, who surprised and delighted me by bringing some gifts for me to the meeting. I have to keep her (somewhat famous) identity a secret, but she very kindly agreed to let me show off what she brought.


I love all of it, but yes, they ARE Marvel shoelaces, and you can just IMAGINE how big my smile was when I saw them. So, thank you, secret famous lady xx

As always, there was some amazing cosplay at the event, ranging from the funny approximations to the admirably accurate, but ALL of it infused with love and dedication, as it should be. And it DEFINITELY made spotting Pokémon easier than usual!

Of course, if there’s a chance to get my derpy face in there with a cosplayer, I’m on it like a car bonnet, and this weekend was no exception.

I was unable to avoid Imperial entanglements, and you see that Emperor Guard in the second to last picture? This was Day Two, and on Day One I’d already enjoyed her company in the guise of a Special Judicial Judge (You can see her in the earlier MCM logo pic, the black and silver helmet standing next to Boba Fett). Rather wonderfully, she wore different coloured contact lenses for both days (the red ones for the Emperor Guard were especially striking) and as Day Two drew to a close, she was forced to swap her leather boots for the more comfortable Pokémon slippers. She was a delight, and I look forward to being arrested by her again at some future event.

The Silent Hill Nurses were epic, so much so that I got pics on both days, and the variety of cosplay was astounding (She-Ra and Visitors and Link! Oh my!)

The battle for awesomeness was DEFINTELY on between the Marvel and DC cosplayers, although I have to single out three favourite moments as being:

1.       Attempting to match Spidey for tone and flexibility.

2.       Wonder Woman INSISTING on a Silly-Face Selfie

3.       And a certain Winter Soldier, who’s actually epic enough to wear her cyborg arm when she’s NOT cosplaying …

It was a great weekend, and I can’t wait for next year. Something I found particularly lovely was the kind of genre mashups sported by some of the child cosplayers. It wasn’t unusual to see Iron Man wielding a lightsabre, or a Power Ranger carrying Captain America’s shield. THIS IS HOW IT SHOULD BE. This is how it was for any of us geeks when we started on this mad and brilliant journey, before we started fretting about canon and continuity and expanded universes, back when we had our Spiderman action figures battling a couple of Stormtroopers or whatever. These are times of terrible division and uncertainty and prejudice, and it was wonderful to see that purity of imagination on display, that unity.

Geekery isn’t like politics, or religion, or some sports. It isn’t a mad scramble for victory at the expense of dignity or feelings or other people’s beliefs.

We’re better than that, and I think pretty much everyone at these events gets that. Those kids had it right, and if society is truly looking for A New Hope, then that Next Gen of young open minds is probably where they’ll find it.

Anyway, if you made it this far, thanks for reading!




Into The Dark – Birmingham Horror Con 2017



So, on the 4th of February this year I ventured to a UK city I’ve never been to before, Birmingham! Specifically, the massive Edgbaston Cricket Ground, the venue for the 2017 Birmingham Horror Convention. I’ve already posted some pictures of the trip (including the joy of finding a Primark in Birmingham!) on Twitter and Instagram, but the con itself was wonderful.

As always with these things, I had a few ambitions for the event: things to buy, people to meet etc. There were actually three of my fanboy crushes in attendance: those Divas of Dread, the immensely talented CL Raven had one of the traders’ tables, and although I’ve met them previously at Sheffield Horror Con in 2016, it’s always a pleasure to catch up with them and of course, always a bonus to get my hands on more of their books and merchandise. This time around I bought some badges (I love badges!), a copy of their short story anthology Romance Is Dead (which they very kindly signed), and a print and keyring of the cover of their novel The Malignant Dead. I’m reading The Malignant Dead at the moment, and I can thoroughly recommend it as one of the best, most unsettling Horror novels I’ve ever read.



My other fanboy crush was none other than the beautiful and charming Caroline Munro, a genre legend who’s appeared in a lot of my favourite movies: The Golden Voyage of Sinbad, The Spy Who Loved Me, Captain Kronos: Vampire Hunter and of course my ALL TIME FAVOURITE MOVIE OF ALL TIME, the gaudy and insane genius of Starcrash, an incredible Italian Star Wars style epic in which Caroline plays Stella Star, the best pilot in the galaxy.

I’ll be honest, I could write blog post after blog post about how much I love this movie, but I should probably keep on-topic here (or at least try). When I met her, Caroline couldn’t have been any more gracious and charming to my swooning fanboy self, and I’ll treasure the moment where she asked me to whom she should sign an autographed photo. I told her, and she clarified the spelling by saying (in that voice!), so … “Babe, but with a J?” and to be honest I’m bloody signing EVERYTHING like that now!



One unexpected reunion of sorts was with the exhibition of snakes and spiders that I first encountered at Sheffield Horror Con, and the photo here is of me making a new friend called Texas. Rather sadly, I learned that Willow, one of the beautiful snakes I enjoyed meeting last year, had passed away recently, and I was glad I got the opportunity to meet her.


As always, there were lots of exciting things to see at the con, including this amazing scene in which one could share a sofa covered in human flesh with the likes of Chucky, Freddy, Jason, and Billy The Puppet, as well as some lovely SFX and makeup demonstrations.

I bought lots, of course, but some of my favourite Geeky booty was my Alien T-Shirt (I’m part of the Nostromo crew now!), my Hydra wallet (hoping that for every banknote I spend, two more shall take its place!) and my not-even-unwrapped yet Necronomicon Journal (Groovy!).



There was some fabulous cosplay on display, and of course I couldn’t resist a selfie or several.

These last three photos are probably my favourites, the first because the trio of cosplayers were so nice and also their costumes were great, much more intricate than the photo shows. The second is with Tina the Polefit Vampire. Long story short, I had no idea she was going to bite me, and the world isn’t ready for my expression of shock and surprise. And the final photo … it’s a female Jason Voorhees … what’s not to love?




Anyway, if you made it this far, thanks for reading! Here’s to the next con 🙂




Marvel Universe Live – A Review


My review of Marvel Universe Live?

F**king Awesome!

There you go.

What … not enough?

Okay, but where in the name of Margaret Elizabeth Carter do I start with how amazing this show is?

First off, a quick word about the venue in which I watched the performance, the Motorpoint Arena in Sheffield. I’ve been there before, for the wonderful Yorkshire Cosplay Convention last year (you can read about that / see my geeky derp face here) but this was my first visit to see a show. The place is MASSIVE, and even before the show started, it was brilliant to see the hundreds of children in the various costumes of their heroes, making me feel like the future is in good hands with these young geeks (Geeklings? We should make that a thing!).

Btw, some of these photos are mine, obviously (a lot of them have already appeared on Twitter and Instagram, and if you’re ever in those online neighbourhoods, please feel free to have a look around and say hi!) but I have enhanced this post with some images culled from the net, simply to illustrate how awesome the design of the show is. You’ll be able to tell the difference. The net ones are the nice and focussed images, whereas mine were all taken with the shaking hands of THE MOST EXCITED GEEK IN THE WORLD!!!

Seriously, the kid in the Iron Man costume behind me was a bit of a … well, let’s just call him a handful (although to be fair I really do think that maybe he was a little young to sit through a two-hour show) and he did seem to have a weird fascination with kicking the back of my seat, but, such was my excitement that I spent most of the time on the edge of said seat anyway, so ultimately this Iron Toddler and myself got along fine.

The only other interaction I had with a costumed geekling was when one of them was guided along the row of seats by his mother, who smilingly explained to me that “Hulk has a weak bladder” to which I replied “Well, I’m not gonna argue with him.” I’m forever grateful that my portcullis of good taste slammed down upon my initial instinct to shout “HULK SLASH!”

I didn’t cosplay, of course, but I did choose my clothes appropriately (including my Cap beanie and Civil PHWOAR shorts haha!)

Anyway, the show began, and I got my first glimpse of the spectacular (and really rather clever) way in which the story’s superheroics could be presented in a theatrical environment. I’m not a HUGE fan of seeing live shows, and some of you more experienced theatre goers might justifiably laugh at my caveman-like awe of what to many might be old-school stage tricks. But still, here was the mighty Thor himself, crashing to the ground in a vortex of light and smoke, holding aloft the Cosmic Cube itself, the Tesseract!


A quick note here. The show obviously touches on aspects of Marvel lore (and with admirable diversity in some places) and so any review is going to reflect that. There are degrees of interest in the Marvel concepts (from zero to my own level, and beyond) but the rise of the superhero genre in popular culture means that a lot of folks can maybe pick Hawkeye out of a line-up but don’t necessarily know that J.A.R.V.I.S (the Artificial Intelligence in the movies, voiced by Paul Bettany) amusingly stands for Just A Rather Very Intelligent System, so I’m going to presume that MOST people reading this know SOMETHING of the Marvel Universe, and take no prisoners in explaining EVERY LAST FANBOY NOD that the show contained.

So, essentially, the Tesseract is a power source that could be used to do evil, and so Thor smashes it into segments that are scattered far and wide. His evil brother Loki (or his spawn of a Frost Giant adopted half-brother, but let’s not go there) seeks to reassemble the segments for his own wicked plans and the heroes band together to stop him. That’s the thrust of the story, really. The Avengers (plus Spiderman, X-Men members Wolverine, Storm and Cyclops, and in a lovely piece of marketing foreshadowing the recently announced movie, Captain Marvel) track down the segmented pieces and must retrieve them from the hands of various Marvel Supervillains (and btw, that’s what I meant about the diversity of the franchise concepts used here – the villains included Black Cat, yet to be shown in mainstream Marvel movie, and A.I.M, basically another evil version of SHIELD that’s been usurped as the big bad in the MCU by Hydra)


All of the missions to retrieve the segments were spectacularly staged, realised through a mix of lasers and lighting and projection, plus the many “sets” that were wheeled unobtrusively into the arena to signify new locations. One weird thing was to see some characters on motorbikes (the Falcon and Red Skull) but yes, the Falcon DOES fly very convincingly (as do several other heroes and villains) and the bikes kept the action moving along at a wonderfully brisk pace.

And at one point, Captain America pulls a motorbike stunt that Will. Take. Your. Breath. Away!


The effects throughout were mostly amazing. My favourites were Nick Fury and Maria Hill in a jeep that rolled over in a ball of flame, and the moment where Cap slung his shield from one side of the arena to the other (a very clever piece of two-shield trickery). One lovely little moment came when Loki was trying to use his mind-control powers on the assembled heroes. Fans of the movies will know that Loki has a trait of projecting multiple images of himself, and rather wonderfully, the heroes being hypnotised in the arena show suddenly had an actor in an identical Loki costume standing in the shadows at their side.

For me, only two effects didn’t work, and to be fair, they’re probably two of the most difficult to replicate in a live show. One of them was the repulsor rays from Iron Man’s gauntlets and the other was Bruce Banner’s transformation into the Hulk. The rays were projected onto the floor in front of the actor and the Hulk … well, if any UK readers are familiar with Mr Blobby, there IS an element of that character’s rubbery awkwardness in the costume. That said, these visualisations only suffered in comparison to how brilliant everything else was, and as stated, are two of the hardest parts of the Marvel Universe to recreate without CGI.


Overall, this is a great show to see, whether you’re a geek or not. There are some great jokes in there too (listen out for Loki’s description of the audience as “a herd of human cattle, stinking of polyester and nachos”). And for what it’s worth … I can thoroughly recommend the candyfloss and accompanying Iron Man mask!


If you made it this far, thanks for reading!


Thank you, and Bacon.

Hello, and a very splendid 2017 to you!

So … a little before Christmas I received a wonderful early gift, and I wanted to post something here to both showcase the geeky awesomeness of the gift and also to say a thank you to the epic individual that gave it to me. An extra-special thank you, frankly, full of hugs and bacon and gratitude that such a thoughtful person exists. More of her later.

So, anyway, I get home from work and there’s one of those cards through the door, one of those We tried to deliver this parcel but … type things, with some scrawled advice on it that the parcel in question had been left with a neighbour. So, I headed a few doors down to my neighbour’s house to collect the item that she’d kindly taken in.

Well … not one item, but three.

A box marked FRAGILE, a giant cardboard envelope and one of those cardboard tubes for sending blueprints and what-have-you through the post. Exciting, but not as exciting as the contents!!!

In the box marked FRAGILE, cushioned by an enticing shroud of bubble wrap, there was this AWESOME R2-D2 mug!


To be honest, that was spectacular enough, but in the giant envelope and cardboard tube … delights of which I could never have dreamed …

This folder contained, not my latest mission from SHIELD (Coulson normally texts) but these AMAZING posters from Phase 2 of the Marvel Cinematic Universe!

More posters, this time from Guardians of the Galaxy! They’re all full of such elegant beauty that I couldn’t choose a favourite, but I might start answering all future questions with “I am Jabe.”


Age of Ultron! These are incredible, and I’m already hunting down suitable frames in which to hang them!


Now, it’s all brilliant, but the poster above and the next few are particular favourites, for two reasons. Firstly, and you can’t really get a sense of scale from the art cards at each corner, but the posters are MASSIVE! They’re also sort of semi-transparent, with the image reversed on the other side, which I think is because they’re those cool posters that are lit from behind outside cinemas?


The other reason I love these posters is because the design is a throwback to that kind of old-school artwork that had elements of the film exploding from the centre of the image, as opposed to the minimalist and oh-so-stylish but dull posters that sometimes adorn cinema releases.


As you can imagine, my little geek heart was soaring, and my smile was wide enough that I worried the top of my skull might topple off, but … it was more, so much more, than the geekery itself that if I’m going to be honest, made me cry even more than Marley and Me.

My dear friend, the lovely @superkrispydj is one of the kindest souls one might be lucky enough to meet. I don’t know how she did it (except to presume that the likes of Stan Lee and JJ Abrams are in love with her, which is very easy to believe) but it was she who brought this cavalcade of geek booty to my door, and with it a smile to my face and a tear to my eye.

I asked if I could thank her publicly via the blog, and her first answer was to say no, because that’s how she (bacon) rolls. Kindness for kindness’ sake, not for the applause. But I applaud you, dear friend, because you’re an absolute diamond, and when we finally converge at Edinburgh Comic Con some day, I’m paying for the coffee and the bacon sandwiches.

Thank you. You’re a star.

Halloween Update


So … a tiny little update to some exciting stuff I mentioned on Twitter a few weeks ago, plus some more recent news.

A little while ago, this became my pinned tweet:


So this was kind of exciting for me for a few reasons. One of the contracts is for a story already written, scheduled originally for publication in an anthology on Halloween this year, but scheduling of one sort or another has pushed that back to early 2017. The theme of the anthology is top-secret but brilliant, and I can’t wait to see the other authors’ spins on such a delicious idea.

The second contract … well, this one is scary, at least to me. It’s scary because it’s for five (yes, FIVE!) stories that haven’t been written yet (though the ideas are percolating), so it’s a different (and thrilling!) type of creative pressure for me. Another reason that it’s scary is that the other authors involved are all these incredible creative powerhouses of whom I’m a little in awe, so yes, I feel like I’ll have to raise my game to earn my place in those pages beside them.

It’s maybe a little too soon to reveal the theme of the anthology *Trademarked Cheeky Geeky Northern Boy Teasing Wink* but … Just. You. Wait.

The more recent stuff I mentioned was this:


This was really exciting, especially given the wonderfully high standard of the competition entries published on the Storgy site over the last week, in the run-up to Halloween. The story in First Place is being announced on the 31st October itself, and I can’t wait to be utterly terrified by the winning entry.

Should you wish to read my story, the link is here, but even if you give mine a miss, I really hope you read the other, excellent tales. They’re perfect Halloween reading!

Anyway, if you made it this far, thanks for reading and Happy Halloween! I’ll be spending it in a bloodstained hockey mask and wielding a machete … nothing to do with Halloween, just what I do on a Monday 😉







Flash Fiction Triple Bill (and a bit of news)

Hello again!

So … three pieces of flash fiction, all written to first line prompts posted on Twitter by the wonderful @CrackedFlashFC. They’re not my best work, and all of them quite correctly lost out in the weekly competition to better stories, but they were fun to write and so I’m offering them here.

The bit of news I mentioned in the title isn’t anything exciting, just a heads up that my new Instagram account is up and running –


That’s two underscores and as I said on Twitter, I’d love it if you could drop by to say hello, wear something sexy and bring cake 🙂

The old account – jabe842 – was previously set to private but now it’s public. There are some older snapshots there not on the new one, but I won’t be adding any new stuff on there, so hopefully I’ll see you on the new page.

So, on with the fiction …


The moon shone red. The end had come.

Not just the moon but the stars, darkening from glittering silver to a flickering crimson, like tiny drops of blood on black velvet. I closed my eyes and tried to will the red away, along with the low hum of frustration that always accompanied the hue in such synaesthetic episodes. When I opened my eyes again, the stars and the moon had regained their silvery gleam, but still … the frustration remained.

Still, the end had come.

Behind me, I heard her whisper. ‘My taxi is here.’

I turned to look at her for the last time, trying to etch as much of her face onto my heart as I could. The way her eyelashes were dark at the roots but grew lighter towards the tips. The little freckle tucked into one corner of her eye. The way her earlobes sloped gently into a soft crease in her neck (and had her fingertips reached up to touch her ear when I mentioned that? Yes, I believe they did.). I wanted to remember, to know that I’d notice them in a way that no-one else ever would.

I nodded, with no words left, and she wheeled her suitcase past me. I closed my eyes again, just for a moment, long enough to breathe in the ghost of her favourite perfume.

The driver got out to load her case into the trunk as she slipped smoothly into the back seat. She didn’t look my way, not even as the taxi drove away.

I sensed the moon bleeding red even before I looked up, before the frustration found its way out of my eyes in too many tears.

I wish I’d told her. Told her that whatever my mood, her eyes had always been green.


“The insurance company warned us about you.” Sterling said. I glanced up from the corpse and saw that he was trying to bring a little gallows humour to the proceedings. His smile looked forced though, sickly in the glare of the lights set up around the murder scene by the forensics team.

I smiled a brief, fake smile of my own and returned to the body, peeling off the latex gloves. The revival would work with or without the barrier between the corpse’s skin and mine, but I’ve always found them a little disrespectful to the dead, as though I was touching a piece of meat instead of the receptacle of someone’s soul.

A soul that, maybe, I might be able to snatch at the last embers of, coax it momentarily back into the body so that we could talk.

There wasn’t much of the girl’s face left, her features eroded by time and the intimacy of flies. Her temples were much too soft when I pressed my fingertips to them, but the connection was instant, as it often is when death has been traumatic. In such cases, the soul lingers around the body, like a fading radio signal desperate to be heard.

Behind me, I could hear Sterling drawing closer, curiosity overcoming his fear.

The girl’s remaining eye widened, her mouth falling open. Her frayed tongue worked like a blind slug.

“Don’t be scared,” I told her softly. “All we need is a name.”

Her eye met mine, and in it I saw the things she’d loved and would never know again. Snowflakes in her palm. Hot coffee. Her girlfriend’s kiss.

“Just a name,” I said again, and I felt the chill of the gun against my scalp a heartbeat before she gave me what I’d asked for.



I woke up with a shovel drenched with blood in my hand, and there was a trail of blood leading up to me. I was on the couch, my face buried in a cushion that stank of my own wine-heavy breath. I rose, slowly, familiar with the tumbling rocks in my skull, following the trail of blood back to the kitchen. I didn’t realise that I still held the shovel until I heard its blade scraping along the tiles.

Bones lay in the middle of the kitchen, one partially severed paw extending towards me, his almost entirely severed head twisted around to face his food bowl, as though he’d wanted one last meal to take with him to doggie Valhalla.

We’d called him Bones, not as was oft-mistaken, a Star Trek reference, but as I reminder of when we picked him up from the shelter, all visible ribs and wary eyes. It was Jack’s idea to let the children name him, and I wasn’t sure, but Jack said I’d get used to it.

Jack said I’d get used to a lot of things. Some of them I did, and some of them I didn’t.
I never got used to being alone when he worked late, or to the children demanding my attention when all I wanted was peace. I remember feeling trapped in some hellish void between the loneliness and the craving for solitude, and for a while it seemed the only way I’d been able to fill that void was to flood it with wine.

My mother had been just the same, though I’d gone a lot further than her, it seemed.
Poor old Bones. I really hadn’t wanted to kill him, but he’d been playing in the garden, too close to where I’d buried Jack and the children.

If you made it this far, thanks for reading!




Dark and Depraved – Sheffield Horror Con 2016



So … On the weekend of 9/10 July 2016, I returned to Sheffield for another Con. The last time I was there was for the Yorkshire Cosplay Con held at the Sheffield Arena, and this one was a little bit different in that while the previous event was largely Comic and Anime themed, the latest was centered around the genre of Horror, and as such had a wonderful focus on the dark and the depraved.

The venue itself was the magnificent Magna Science Adventure Centre, located in a disused steel mill, and as such was the perfect environment for a event celebrating the sinister.

As if the venue wasn’t atmospheric enough, a great effort had been made to add to the Horror ambience. My favourites were probably the corpse outlines on the floor and the body bags suspended above the Information Desk, but of course every way you turned there was something to give you a scare.

There were plenty of activities at the Con, and although I didn’t indulge in the Special Effects Make Up stalls, I did venture forth into a tent to be attacked by a couple of zombies. They were genuinely scary, and they really did seem to be going for it in the struggle. Rather unfortunately, I ended up with a little (presumably fake) blood on my hand from the lady zombie’s boob, but she was immensely gracious about it and allowed me to wipe my hand on her hoodie.

I was thrilled to make friends with Vivienne and her larger relative Willow. They were both lovely, and I got the chance to stroke a tarantula’s belly, even though we were never properly introduced and I didn’t catch her name.

There were some great guests at the convention, including Kane Hodder (the original Jason Vorhees) and Horror Author Shaun Hutson. I managed to catch a talk from Pinhead himself, the wonderful actor Doug Bradley, and even meet Horror-Icon Linnea Quigley, upon whom I had something of a crush back in the day. Weirdly, a little while before I’d even booked my ticket for the Con, I’d posted a picture on Twitter of a sketch I’d done of Linnea, and so when we chatted I showed her the picture on my phone. Her reaction was … interesting, although she did agree to a photograph. See that smile? That’s ME STILL CRUSHING YEARS LATER!!! I should point out that the sketch isn’t just some weird imagining of mine. It’s based on a shot from the movie Night Of The Demons, and is kind of the Horror movie equivalent of the Marilyn Monroe white dress/subway moment.

Speaking of Horror Icon crushes, I also got a snapshot with the beautiful Emily Booth (star of the brilliant Cradle Of Fear and Evil Aliens, among other things). Weirdly, I bumped into her again at Sheffield Station as I waited for my train home, and she very kindly agreed to a quick selfie. I’ve censored my face on both photos because it seems that her superpower is to plant the most giddy fan boy smile in existence on my face, and the world isn’t ready for that. The one taken at the Con has me showing teeth and everything!

Of course, Linnea and Emily weren’t the only swoonsome Horror crushes I met that weekend. The Divas of Dread themselves, CL Raven, had a stall full of scary goodies at the Con, and I was absolutely privileged to spend some time in their company. They’re as charming and funny in person as they are online, and much friendlier than their brilliant and terrifying fiction would suggest. I eagerly snapped up a copy of their book, The Malignant Dead, which they were kind enough to sign. You can find their take on the weekend here.

They also introduced me to another writer I was familiar with from Twitter, Mark Cassell, and he too gave me his autograph on a copy of both his novel The Shadow Fabric and his short story collection, Sinister Stitches. Again, Mark proved the adage about the scarier the work, the nicer the author, and it was great to meet him.

As evidenced by my post about my last trip to Sheffield and also my escapades at MCM Liverpool, one of the most brilliant elements of a Con is the cosplay, and this weekend was no exception. The quality of the costumes was breathtaking, and one thing I noticed was that many of the cosplayers stayed in character for almost the entire event. For example, the zombie in the first photo below had been wandering the corridors of the Magna Centre snarling at passers-by, and the reason we got chatting was because I was the only person she met that actually snarled back. The werewolf in the second picture is actually called Francine, and we’d already run into each other previously at Yorkshire Cosplay Con. She gave me one of the best laughs of the weekend when, out of the dozens of cosplayers I got a snapshot with, she was the only one who asked to see the photo to make sure she looked okay.

One cosplay I wanted to make special mention of was THIS little guy. He’s … what? Five? Six? And dressed as Alex from A Clockwork Orange. I have seen the future of Horror and it’s this kid!


Of course, even monsters and ghouls have to eat, and it was fun to see discarded masks scattered around the cafeteria …

Over the two days, I really enjoyed taking a look around the many stalls selling tons of Horror stuff, and I wish I could have bought more, but I still came away with a whole bunch of cool stuff. I picked up a copy of CINE by Stuart Keane of Dark Chapter Press, who I kind of know because my story FOUND FOOTAGE was published in their Flashes Of Halloween anthology. I got a Death Note Fob Watch and temporary tattoo. There was actually a tattoo artist working at the Con, and my friend (and it would seem now, official Horror Con Photographer) Louise almost talked me into getting some real ink, but it was either the needle or meeting Linnea Quigley, so the temp ink was as far as I went. This time.

I bought a “stitched flesh” t-shirt that looks MUCH more convincing in real life, and the COOLEST cushion covers ever! TARDISES and Superheroes and Lament Configuration Boxes! Oh My!

One stall that I really wanted to buy something from was the Ginger Zoo, which was kind of cute, knitted chimp-like figures reimagined as Horror Icons. I loved them because the mash-up was so gloriously inappropriate, ESPECIALLY the Human Centipede one!

So, a great weekend, and just because it’s so ace, here’s another pic of the water feature outside Sheffield Station AND the pianos there that are free to use. The next Horror Con I’m planning to visit is in Birmingham in February 2017. There’s probably a few more I’ll be enjoying before then, but if Birmingham is half as good as Sheffield it’ll be brilliant!

Anyway, if you made it this far, thanks for reading!