Happy Almost New Year! As I type this, I’m contemplating whether to read some Richard Laymon novels. He was always under my radar as a horror reader in the ’80s and ’90s, but I figure I owe it to him to read at least one of his 20+ novels (I read a Shaun Hutson novel once, for god’s sake). Do I dare wallow in his filthy splatterpunk gory offensiveness that no less than Ramsey Campbell once dissed? (Well, Campbell dissed the splatterpunk ‘movement,’ not Laymon specifically as far as I know, but…) This is like the new Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock: Do I dare to read a Laymon novel? Or is it just a waste of time and mental energy?
NEXT UPDATE: Wednesday!